Okay so not all has gone as well as I'd hoped. Long story short, I'm out of a job :( My place of employment ceased trading on Monday (not a bit of warning to anyone) and we've all been made jobless... just as I got into a 6 month contract for an apartment AND payed for a trip to London this weekend. The untreated sewage has well and truly been flung unto the industrial-scale cooling unit. Which pretty much means any hopes of a triumphant return to FA have been dashed for the foreseeable future, as I must spend my time rushing out job applications and generally shitting myself about the future. Erf :(

Let this be a warning to the nausiatingly optimistic out there... everytime you think you've managed to get a nice little comfortable situation set up for yourself, everything can still turn around and rip your nuts off without prior warning.

Oh and I haven't been on MSN as it refuses to co-operate with my laptop, and much as I want to fix it, I remain stubbornly consigned to the strong belief that computers are shite and I really can't be fucked with it.