Work, my friends, was torture today. I was up all bright and early because I went to bed at like 2100 last night. Crazy stuff in the world of Lauren. I'm usually going to bed closer to 0900 than 2100.
Anyway, so I get to work (in the pouring rain) and time between 0900 and 1030 (breaktime) goes incredibly slooooow. Nobody was sending me E-mails and the bottom of my jeans were all wet from walking on them in the weather.
I had McDonald's for lunch today - first time in forever. Was pretty cool, I'm getting pretty sick of the same stuff over and over everyday from work. How boring.

McDonald's ice-cream is the shit.

Adding to my super-depression today, aside from the weather and time pretty much stopping on me, I had to cancel going to a gig tonight with someone beacause I'm just so broke.
I get paid tomorrow, which is cool, but I did want to go to that gig. Not cool. I think the first thing I'll do when I have money is buy the Mando Diao tickets for March I've wanted for so long.

Er...what else?

Nothing, apparently.
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Sunday's are absolutely, ridiculously boring.
It's like I'm just waiting to go back to work tomorrow morning or something.
How depressing.

But at least, as of Wednesday, I will no longer be walking the poverty line. Woohoo!
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Okay, so I'm officially never drinking again. This hangover is going to kill me anyway, so it's not like I need to worry too much.

I wont go into how many times I've thrown up, because that's just not polite, hehe.

I got my first ever pay slip from the new job today. Very cool. I've been so broke for ages and having to depend on the parents for things, so I shall be more responsible from as soon as the money goes into my account next Wednesday. Or at least try.

Next week is my last week with the guys at work. Everything changes from next Friday onwards and we'll be in different sections of the centre and stuff. But no, I'm not gonna think about work. It's Saturday and I can't be bothered with it just now.

Scotland are getting beaten in the rugby already. It's only 5 minutes into the game and we're 21-0 down to Italy. Shit.
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I have been totally neglecting my thing here, if it wasn't for your comment on my last entry, I would never have bothered, Therese.

I was at the Gay-rage (Garage) tonight in Glasgow. Lotsa fun. Or not. Same old cheesy music and shit drinks, but it clearly did the the job. I'm wasted. This probably isn't spelled correctly, but I'm trying my best at 03.54 am.

So glad to have a couple of days off from work now. The last time I drank alcohol before tonight was Feb 3rd (with the Sweeeedes) so it was cool to have some beer, tequila, vodka and sambuca tonight. I'm well tired now though. Can't wait for the inevatible hangover tomorrow.

I ran into some VERY old friends tonight. Always cool. I had given up smoking for almost like 2 weeks until now though, which isn't so cool. Oh well, shit happens and all that.

In a more serious note, though, I want to get out of Glasgow. I kinda do, because of the culture, weather, some of the people etc, but at the same time, I'd miss some things so badly. My friends, the knowledge of the city etc. Fuck.

Oh yeah, there's also something else I meant to say, but I'll do that when i'm more sober and coherent.
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I'm really frustrated right now. Probably shouldn't bother to write anything as it'll most likely turn out into being more swear words than regular words.

I can't sleep. I should be getting up to go to work in 4 hours 10 minutes but I'm wide awake. The plan was to use my laptop and hope the screen brightness would make my eyes tired, but no luck. I'm also watching The L Word in the background, maybe it's the show's fault I'm awake

Bollocks. I'm gonna be fucking half dead in work tomorrow. I can't be bothered.
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I had a fucking shit day at work. The type of day that makes you think "Okay, maybe I'm not suited to this kind of work". I know that's probably not true, but it was certainly one of those days to make you wonder.

It just seemed to go on and on forever. I was a bit late getting up this morning but just made it in on time, but it felt like I was there for 8 weeks; not 8 hours.

I alternated between BEBO, MSN, Hotmail, Yahoo and general boring internet stuff all day. I hardly "learned" anything from the whole time I was there. Was so glad to get out.

I'm gonna be in bed in like 2 hours, I think. My eyes are closing as I write this.

And only to do it all over again tomorrow...
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...come help me with my Ipod engraving message!

I was looking on the Apple Ipod site and considering their "Engrave your Ipod" option. It gives you the opportunity to try out your chosen words and see how they will look on the Ipod, and I think it's pretty nice

I had my lyrics all planned out. I was going to get "Please don't put your life in the hands; of a rock and roll band; who'll throw it all away" by Oasis, but the space is so limited that I can't fit it all in. There's 23 characters (incl. spaces) in the top line and the same on a second line.

I'm out of ideas, so I think everyone who has a suggestion should let me know

My Ipod is silver, if that makes a difference, and my "type" of music is indie/rock-ish stuff.

Thankyou very much in advance, kids.
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I got a lecture and a half from the parents this afternoon about the importance of being responsible with money. I wonder if they could tell that the whole time they were talking I was sitting thinking about (and almost laughing over) a joke someone told me the other day. You wanna hear the joke now, don't you? Okay.

A guy walks into a butchers shop, points to the celing, and says "Can I have some of that meat up there?". The butcher replies "No, mate. The stakes are too high"

So I endured their lecture, and went out. I had to get a new pic done for my passport renewal as I was about 14 the last time I had one done . I hate doing them. And since when is a passport renewal £70 or so?!

Scotland are doing wonderfully in the rugby today I wish I was at the game.
Although I kinda don't, it's so cold here.
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I'm so tired right now. I don't even know why I'm bothering to write. I just am.

It's 23.17 and it's so unusual for me to be tired, but I seriously am.
It feels kinda good in a way, but not in others. Hmmm...

At least I don't need to set an alarm for the morning. I can just leave my phone on silent and sleep till whenever. That's a very cool feeling.

I wish I had a bit more to look forward to this weekend.
All I have planned to do is go see the Rocks on Sunday.
Then it's back to work on Monday.

In other news, it's only 18 days until payday.
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Still getting paid to do nothing at all...
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I'm pretty much risking my life job by doing things such as Internet. But one more isn't gonna hurt after I've done Yahoo, Hotmail, Faceparty and the rest, right?

The people I work with are unprofessional fuds anyway.
We're currently sending messagetones and ringtones across the office.
Everything from the Dixie Horn from Dukes of Hazard to "Hey laydeeees" from a Scottish ad, to the Catchphrase diiiing noise.

Lunchtime now...
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I wonder if you can swear on this site? I fucking hope so.

Well, we didn't get snow after all. England & Wales did, but not Scotland.

There's always tomorrow though.

Speaking of tomorrow, tomorrow will be the first full week spent in the new job. I can't belive how much I like it. It's ever so slightly boring at parts, and some of the people there are right plebs, but all-in-all, it's good

Oh, in other news. I had possibly the weirdest dream in the history of humankind last night.
I was in Paris, at the Eiffel Tower (spelling?) and I went in and up it, as you do when you're a tourist.
So I got to the top, and somehow climbed outside of it, and to the VERY top, you know, like the little point thing at the top.
So I was just chilling at the top of the Eiffel Tower, and I kinda head dived off of it.
In the dream I could feel myself falling and see the ground becoming closer.

I presume I died...
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It's really cold here. But according to the taxi driver who took me to work today since I was so late, it might snow tonight/tomorrow. It can't let me down...
I wish tomorrow was Friday. This week has been pretty slow. I need a day off.

But in other happier news, L Word is on tonight
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So I followed the crowd and got myself one of these ultra-cool blogs, although I don't really understand the concept of them. Isn't a diary/blog/journal supposed to be some kind of personal thing that nobody else sees?

Well, who's gonna be reading anyway?
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