going for a job.
day 2 is going brilliantly.

i'm applying for a job at tesco this week, and i'm going to be really insistent, so hopefully i can start working there next weekend. i took last night off work to go home, and i slept all evening, so no food, hee hee. i really don't want to have to work at kfc anymore than this weekend. it's such had physical labour, which wrecks me, i mean i like the exercise but it leaves me too tired to go running during the week or anything. and, if i start a new job next week, it means that i can hand my p45 in to my new job so my taxing will stop immediately, whereas if i stay at kfc and just send my p45 off, i doubt the taxing will stop before january, and i need my tax rebate to pay for christmas presents this year.

hopefully, i should get about 23 or 24 hours at tesco, per week, which will be useful to me. i'll be earning about 90 quid, which will leave me with 40 quid spare to buy cigs, bottled water, diet coke, presents and trips to the cinema in the evenings when i don't have/don't want to do college work.

i'm really enthusiastic about it, anyway; they say a change is as good as a rest, but more to the point, i am great, but i'm not superhuman - there's no way that i could fast for an entire month and not eat anything at kfc. i'd be so hungry. and it all smells so good.

so here's to me working at tesco by next weekend. i really hope it happens.

wish me luck on the rest of day 2.

2002-11-23 - 12:40 p.m.
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