It’s action time!

Needless to say, this morning I was not feeling that flash.

I wasn’t extremely hungover, just in a very “I could demolish 10 cheeseburgers” hungover. No panadol was needed. That’s a bonus.

So I got me a zinger burger. Actually I got two. Actually I got a tower burger. Technically it was a zinger tower burger. Times two.

FATTY FATTY FATTY.

Meh.

Today was a contemplative day. Basically thinking what should I do next? What is the next logical step in progressing, in getting another job? And where do I want to go in life?

Just a few questions that have been weighing on me today.

I had gotten into the thinking of moving to Wellington and now I might have to change that. I tend to have the habit of getting attached to things I don’t yet have and then become extremely disappointed when I don’t get them. Case and point: the recent job possibility.

So I have got a semi-plan.

Firstly, I need to ring WINZ, because currently I am not getting any money in and there are still things that I need to be paying for like my phone, and I am going deeper and deeper into overdraft. This needs to stop, because I worked so hard to get out of it in the last year.

Then, I will call and register with Adecco. Hopefully they will be able to tell me about more jobs that are going, or enlighten me to other jobs that I could be doing, while using my degree.

I will then put a call into one of my journalism lecturers to see if they know of anything going and also, because if I didn’t get a job, I was going to go back and do my Masters. But having thought about it, I really don’t want to. I’m ready to work, I want to work and studying right now would just not be productive for me. I will always have that option if I choose to do it, but right now I think it would be more beneficial if I could get more experience first. But I will discuss this option with lecturer as well, because it may be the only option I have.

I am not going to sit around Hastings for another year. There is no way.

Which brings me to the next thing I will do. I will apply for all the jobs on the job websites as possible that I think I will be suitable for. Even dabbling into the media consultancy positions.
But in the not wanting to sit around Hastings, I need to move on, even if it is not a journalism job. I will pick the city that I want to be in and I will find a retail position, hopefully. As that is really the only other job that I am trained to do.

But honestly, I’m a smart person with two qualifications behind me, I could possibly find something that I can still use those with. Like an assistant or something. I have wonderful communication skills, a very nice phone manner and I know my way around a computer.

So this is everything that I have been thinking of today. It’s good to get it out into the written word. I have also already applied for one job down in Wellington. Fingers crossed. I probably won’t hear anything from that until it closes in a week’s time.

The plan, I think, is good and it has stopped me freaking out about what I had to do next. So it is now time for me to sleep, because I have a lot of phone calls tomorrow and put the plan into action.

Soz for the long post!

Yesterday is today.

Even though it is today, this is yesterday’s post, because I didn’t really have much motivation when I was rather intoxicated last night to write one.

So yesterday (read: today) was a fairly lazy day. I was feeling like an emo dick, as Friend Lucy called me.

That made me laugh so hard, I snorted.

So on the advice of Lucy and t’other Friend Amy, I got out and did some photography.

Walked to the park, in which it was really hot outside and took, what I think, were some cool photos, which are now up on tumblr.

I looked at pictures of cats. They were awesome and cute and I want one so bad.

MUST FIND JOB AND GET OWN PLACE SO I CAN GET CUTE KITTY.

I can’t really remember what else I did in the afternoon. I signed up to formspring, this will most likely come to bite me in the arse. Or it may not last long. I’ve been avoiding it for months, so I really don’t know why I started one in the first place.

ME CRAZY.

I did make the conscious decision to drink the night away. And that I did.

Resulted in some interesting conversations and a particular craving for a zinger burger.

I HAD AN AMAZING CONVERSATION WITH LUCY OVER GOOGLE TALK. SHE IS AWESOME-O.

Seriously, follow her – @Vegrandis.

And then I slept like I had never slept before.

Fudge for all!

People have been asking me for this fudge recipe. It is one that has been dubbed “Lee’s Fudge” (my brother-in-law) because he absolutely loves it. It’s real name is Hazelnut Fudge.

Take 500g of wine biscuits and crush in a food processor.

Put 200g of butter, 4 tablespoons of golden syrup and 1 can of sweetened condensed milk in a pot on low heat to melt and mix together. Continue stiring until it is just coming to the boil.

Then pour goo mixture in with crushed biscuits and pulse to combine.

Spread into a greased slice tin and refrigerate until hard.

Then melt 1 and 1/2 blocks of Whittiker’s hazelnut chocolate (I say Whittiker’s, because it’s the best in NZ, but whatever hazelnut chocolate you can find) and spread over the biscuit mixture. Refrigerate until set. Cut into whatever size pieces you want!

We tend to keep this fudge in the fridge, because the chocolate tends to melt if it isn’t, especially in the summer.

Enjoy!

Wallowing, ahoy!

So, news of the day: I get to continue being an unemployed journalist!

I’m not actually excited about this, I’m extremely disappointed. So yeah, didn’t get the job that I interviewed for on Monday.

AND WE MOVE ON AFTER A DAY OF EMONESS.

So today, after that, I just did some stuff around town – picking up a new ink cartridge for the printer and taking Mum to the doctor’s.

MUNDANE STUFF LIKE THAT.

But then I got into a “let’s do something outrageous” mood and decided I wanted to dye my hair purple. Couldn’t find a good colour remover for hair or purple hair dye. However did find a red that you can put on dark hair and it takes the colour out and puts colour in at the same time.

But my hair is weird, and has regrowth from previously dying it black. So my roots are like bright red and then the ends are dark with the red tinge now.

AWKWARD.

We then went out to dinner at The Coffee Club. It was ok. I’m in a very ‘meh’ mood about everything today.

Then I went around to Benny Boo Boo Bear’s Purple Pimp Pad and we watched Inception on BluRay. ‘Twas awesome, but it is just as much of a mind fuck the second time round as the first, because you try to figure it out and can’t.

Now I have a headache and am watching Scrubs. And you can probably tell I’m still very ‘meh’. I haven’t gone to sleep yet, so I’m still allowed to be emo.

I’M ALLOWED TO WALLOW.

Stuck with it, whether you like it or not.

I am so tired today. I did not exactly sleep last night. Damn insomnia. It was somewhere close to 5am before I managed to get some sleep. Then I was woken about 11 with Friend calling to see if I wanted to go to Napier.

Why the hell not?

So I got up and she came picked me up and we went to Napier.

The aim was to find board shorts for Friend. In the search for those, I found what has been dubbed my “sexy journalist dress”. It actually looks like something a secretary would wear back in the day. Quite rad.

Also found a good pair of black pants. Yay! An essential in any woman’s wardrobe and I have been missing a pair for awhile.

We also popped into my old work and I said hello to everyone and picked up a copy of the paper, which had another one of my articles on the front page. I’m a little miffed at this. As well as a little bit angry, but ultimately, it’s another one of my articles published that gets my name out there and I can add to my portfolio.

It’s just one of those situations in life where you’re like: “Excuse me, what!?” But there’s nothing you can do so you forget about it and move on. I’m just very much in two minds about the entire situation, which I have gone into detail in other posts.

Still have not heard re: interview. Will keep waiting. Nerves are frazzled, which probably explains the unable to sleep currently.

OH WELL.

I’ll carry on with my life of the unemployed, which is a bit of a life in limbo at the moment too, until I hear something.

So this post has been fairly unexciting, unfunny and unwarranted.

OH WELL. YOU’RE STUCK WITH IT.