I've been on a major nostalgia trip this week, listening to shit old records and ebaying loads of clothes from suitcases that have hidden in my mum's loft for years, I can't believe I ever wore this shit, seriously. Poo-brown floral shirts? Gorgeous.
I'm trying to find a new job and think of any way I can fluff up my CV to make me look like an admin extraordinaire. This is not a fun time to find a job. Wish me luck..
Anyway, I'm skiving. Back to it.