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Hey peeps. Havent lateshifted for 5 weeks... how strange.
In greece, i didnt get a job til the last week, but it was funky- on a beach, reading most of the day, waterskiing half the rest, shifting boats, and lifejackets, and pushing people who are skiing....which was funkyfunky.
But now im in a phase im not sure if i like or not. I am at a loose-end. No job, no commitments. Every1 is telling me something different.
Mum: get a job near here ASAP.
Dad: doesnt talk to me, and thats the way i like to keep it.
Roj (biggest bro): Is trying to make me a millionaire, by selling my glasses and mirrors i paint. He bought me my 1st glasspaints, and wants to see it take off more than selling to the wee craft-shop, so he's taking me to the harrods outlet here, and another big shop, and highlands and islands enterprise.
Jen (biggest sis):wants me to work abroad.
Rose (big sis):Wants me to move to edinburgh and get drunk lots.
Giles (big bro): Wants me to go travelling with him.
And i want to do all of them. And visit Pedro, of course. And volunteer in the olympics next summer. What dya reakon? The only thing is, i need money to travel. Any ideas, cause i sure as fuck dont. Which is quite fun  |
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