Trying not to be mad but

Sometime you just can't help it.

Stuff going missing out of my room. Whoever it is keep the fuck out, i don't go into your room and take your things without asking. This isn't the first time. Kev breaking my laptop so now i can't do anything. Down to my last £20 so i can't go to a gig on Saturday, the internet will be cut off soon because no one has paid the bill. Ben shouldn't really have to pay it as he isn't here, Sam has paid his share but i'm sure it hasn't been sent to the company and i can't afford to pay my share as i had no idea i was supposed to be paying it. Baring in mind that i only moved back three weeks ago why the fuck should i have to pay 2 months worth of internet bills? You ask people to do you favors and they don't because they are way to engrossed in their own fucking lives.

Still jobless and still fucking miserable.

Grrrr

The weekend

where nothing happened.

Yeah nothing happened. Had my interview on Friday with some people that run a company that train personal trainers. They want someone who realises that appearance is very important. I'm not sure i was what they were hoping for but i was polite and cheerful and gave some good interview answers. I hear on Tuesday.

Sat is usually mine and Bens getting steamed night but instead we stayed in and watched a films and ate Fajitas. I'm rather skint after i got my pay from PGL and it was all spent on bills (£200 for water, gas and electric £63 for phone, £50 for credit card, £50 for interview clothes) the rest was spent on getting drunk last week and some new face decoration. At least there is food in the fridge and whatever but meh i'd like some cash and that.

Tonight is pub quiz, i have about £14 to take with me. I think. Meh indeed.

Oh for the love of a goats trousers

I am Charlie.

I live here.

I am not a;

Skivvy
Cleaner
Housemaid
Housewife
Bin lady
Doormat.

I am also not the only one in this house who knows how the;

Dishwasher
Washing machine (for the kitchen towels which are fucking disgusting)
Hoover
Kitchen and bathroom cleaning products

work.

Thank you.

I think

I'm seeing someone. Or i'm having sex and cuddles with a friend. Damn i hate this not knowing lark. Remember Mr Nurse? My two day boyfriend? Well it all started when he text the other day saying he's was bored and i owed him a visit as i hadn't seen his new house yet, (he has a chuffing mortgage).

So i went over, full of snot and cold and we watched a film. Then things got heated on the sofa and we went to bed. I will leave out the details. The next day he takes me for breakfast, buys me tissues and soothers as a treat and later that evening had bought me a Sainsburys finest chocolate cake after a joke i made.

Could it be that what ive been looking for has been under my nose the whole time, or am i just jumping into something because i need something to take my min doff the turd heap ive been sitting on for so long. Well the last time il see him for two weeks is on Sat then he's on nights then house sitting for his sister in Bournemouth. I'm pretty sure that time will tell.

I'm off for a shower.

Bringing up baby

Charlie wins bitches

Joe moved out this afternoon. Took his shit and left. Gave me quite a fright when i came out of the bathroom (luckily i hadn't done a stinky poo) He looked at me, i regarded him and told him his face was all i needed. Then i went to my room and that was the end of that. I'm pretty sure this means a celebration is in order but all i have is laptop, tv and cat. Ah well im doing the happy dance in my head.


Do the happy dance.

Do the happy dance.

Sputum

Im not well. i like to think it's because i'm a delicate flower of a woman and the slightest change in temperature could cause a sniffle. However i am actually pretty sure it's more down to the fact that Friday took everything out of me and i've got fucking bladderd two nights in a row.

Saturday brought the usual nights drinking, i cooked dinner, sat and waited for Ben to come home (like the good wife i am) got the boy out and Kev came too. We ended up in one pub that was insanely busy so went down to the rising sun and promptly took over the duke box thus pissing off half the indie student elective in there. After Maz and Kev had left Ben joined me in caning the spiced rum and we staggered home to fall asleep with the cat on the sofa listening to punjab radio.

Woke up at half 4 with my head on Bens stomach and the cat on my shoulder. Good times, i went to bed fully clothed.

I am currently in love with this man, his name is Tyler Labine and he is a small time Canadian actor who has "starred" in xfiles (as two different stoners) Sabrina the teenage witch and now Reaper. Why i fancy overweight men with beards and cool hair i don't know but if you look like this PLEASE contact me.

Ha ha

Oh hell no

So i walk in from work and Joe is bumming about again. You remember Joe? He was the ass hole who was supposed to pay my rent. I ask him if he has any money for me, he tells me that he can only give me £50. That, quite frankly, is pathetic. I however tell him it's fine. He then tells me i can put the cat down for £40. At first i thought that this was a rather weird thing to say and i tell him im not interested. He keeps saying it and i get quite annoyed. I then mention the batteries, he tells me it was him (Dan told me as much this morning) i get very very annoyed and told him he shouldn't be going into my room and taking my things. He says it's only batteries and doesn't know what the fuss is about. I snap and ask him how he would like to pack up and fuck off. This is when he jumps out of the chair and starts yelling at me.

He grabbed me and pushed me into the kitchen, kicked the dishwasher, raised his fist to me, called me a fat whore and kicked a hole in the door. The best i could do is through toast at him and scream back. He scared the shit out of me, i haven't been threatened like that since my ex who used to beat me. I've told him to get out which means i won't see a penny of the money he owes me. Dan doesn't want to make him homeless however, ofcourse thats the stance that i took and look where it got me.

I hate him. I actually hate him.

Warhammer...what is it?

Found on a forum i frequent...

I think its like little men glued to this black square thing then u paint them with feltips. Then you chuck some dice and move them round a monopoly board or something.

Theres different tribes of these little men and sometimes I think you can glue little weapons to them which means you can move them a bit further along the board.

The person who reaches the end of the board wins the battle between the little men. I think this is what Warhamer is but somone will have to confirm.

Anyone?

Another mixed bag

Well the ex called last night to tell me the dog i bought with him died. He was a long haired German Shepard called Gandolf. This upset me greatly. I then came home to find some fucking dick head ass hole has been in MY room and stolen the batteries out of my remote. What a cunty bastard. I know who it was i just don't have any evidence. If i catch him in the again i will kill him. I've had it. I can put up with so much but entering my room without permission and stealing is too far. I don't have a lock on the door but if i did...well he would probably break in anyway because he's a dick.

Anyway things that made me happy. The hot boys i see on the way to work...well today was the last day but still. On the way to work we have the randoms on the pavement, the guys who stand outside the recording studio on Jamica street smoking (Hot!) and that nice guy on the bike who always wolfwhistles and shouts good morning. On the way home its the yummy guys from the art gallery who have unfortunatley finshed it but they were having a beer in the prom. Would have stopped to talk but im a shy idiot.

Oh i made fairy cakes.

Ahhh a bit of a shitty one

So today started off ok but then i received no phone call from that job at LV, it pissed down on the way home, the sky tv has gone so im assuming Dan didn't pay the bill (i'm not going to ask him about it but i have offered to pay my half of that bill time and time again so he can't bitch at me), i nearly cut off my finger doing dinner and Joe is still hanging around. Apparently he's going to give me"some dollar" on Friday, if he doesn't he can fuck off, ive had it.

In better news i met two porn stars and i have a yummy dinner cooking. I also had a very interesting chat with Anna, an ex gf of dans and saw a photo of someone he was seeing whilst i was away. Hilarious! Even i thought he couldn't do much worse then me! Apparently Anna knows a friend of hers and she's convinced she's met me :/ i am pretty sure i'd remember that.

Having a nice time looking at the hot boys opening their art shop just on the zetland road junction, they brighten my walk home everyday :D

Walking

Whilst walking to work it's not too bad, even the trip up Jamaica street isn't terrible, just people busily walking to work, minding their own business, not too much traffic.

Coming back is another story. I was asked by 4 crack heads if i had any change, i was bumped into, the traffic is terrible, people are bad tempered and rude. Its amazing what a difference a day makes. Ah well only 3 days left then...well i have no idea if i'm honest. Sigh

Im a working girl

Sor tof. Temping at the provate std clinic and throughly enjoying it. Its like being at home but strangers come in to get swabbed. It's nice to get out of that house too. The bad vibe is starting to choke me.

Spoke to Dan about the rent. He's now claiming he is recieving legal support of what the rent people are doing. I guess thats the same legal support from when we were kicked out of the pub but meh. So still have got no where with him. Rent people are now going to hold onto Sams deposit untill Dan pays up. So now when Mike moves in and pays his deposit Ben doesnt get the cash that Sam owns him back. I think im havign a melt down.

After having a really good chat with Ben on Sat night we realised there really is nothing we can do. I havent felt this sad for a long long time. But the cat (Rasputin) has settled in well so thats something. I guess we will just have to roll on May and hope to hell that Ben and i can find a nice place somewhere together, no doubt that will change though as it always does.

Had my phone interview with LV today, went ok so should hear from them in the next 48hours. Called the lab people at the BRI and they couldnt let me have an interview as its too late but the LV people are paying a ton compared to that job so i think money over fun is the way itl have to be. I suppose this way il have money to have fun :) maybe il go on holiday or something!

a GOOD DAY

So i met with ex Dan (aka Noodles) everytime i meet up with him i realise why i broke with him. He disagrees with everything i say, he's constantly stoned out of his tree and he can never be wrong. However he is a very intelligent guy and bought me lunch which made up for the two buses i had to take to get there. We then went to starbucks and i bought us drinks and we sat and people watched for a while.

Then i came home, fussed the cat, Sean and i seem to be talking again, he made the first move by offering me tea and a nice couple came round to look at the room. He's moving down and shes following in the new year based on a job shes applied for. He wants it so i just have to sort it all out for monday. However (isn't there always one of those) Ben wants to discuss us all moving out tonight but i really dont want to now. Il update the situation on that tomorrow as i will know whats going on in that respect.

Also may have a job going in the BRI as a lab assistant, means i can play with body parts! Yeah i know, exciting!

The Cat

So i took on my sisters Cat today. She's called Molly but i think thats a shit name so want to change it (answers on a post card please) She turned up in a box swimming in her piss and so she was covered in piss too. Then she made herself comfy on my bed. Currently i have no duvet cover, mattresscover or pillow covers. Damn cat. Tomorrow she comes downstairs. Grrr.

Rent and shizzle.

So went to the rent people today and they confirmed that Sean hasn't paid the rent and provided me with a piece of paper showing all the payments made since March. I went ape shit at him after they said that the rest of us would be expected to pay up and told him to pay up or move out and called him a liar.

He did sort of wave a piece of paper in my face saying it was a bank statement that shows hes paid the two moths he owes but i didn't actually have a chance to look. However that horrible wave of "shit what if i am wrong" washed over me...what if i am wrong? What if he has paid it? I would owe him a fuck load of apology. However he said Sam and Ben knew that he hadn't paid the rent and why though neither have made this apparent to me which makes me suspicious. The rent people are adamant he didn't do or say anything he claims to have done either so now i am in a right pickle wondering which way up my arse to my head is. Russ then called to ask me what the fuck was going on, so i had to repeat the whole damn story again. I text Dan for the fourth time today to tell him to call him and sort it out. It wouldn't be so bad if he just had one story and stuck to it, but everyone i speak to has a different version that they have told them and none of it adds up. Sigh. Ben is home tonight so tomorrow we are going out to get pissed and reflect on these new events.

In good news i have a little temp type job for next week filling in for Marianne whilst shes having a dirty week away with Mr Hollis. It's £10 an hour and it's just me dicking about on the internet so thats good. I also have a phone interview with LV insurance on Monday lunch time, which could lead to a job that could pay up to £18,000 a year! So i am very excited about this!

Hopefully everything will fall into place very very soon.

I promised myself...

That this blog would get much happier and more positive, in fact i shocked myself with the negativity. After some rather harsh, but probably fair words from Joss i re-read some of the things i've posted and i was slightly embarrassed and yes it was a "whiny bunch of shit" So thanks Joss, you're a cunt, but thank you.

So anyway the rent people are chasing Sean and i both for 2 months rent. Sean says he's paid it and quite frankly i'm too tired of this to question it. I need to pay 2months on Thurs and then the Octs on the 23rd so im going to be ok, just. Russ, whos Seans back up (i can't spell the word but you know what i mean) is seething as he has had a letter demanding money and i was basically told to fuck off when i suggested Sean called him. So that was another night spent sobbing into a pillow.

To top it all off my dog died this morning and my mum is really cut up about it. It's times like this she reminds me of the mum in Orange County, it'l be days of crying and blaming herself (he ate slug pellets, thats what you get when you allow the animal to eat what he wants, banana skins, oranges, cake etc).

On the upside i might get some calls about work this week, fingers crossed. I canceled an interview for today as it was for too far away, it would actually cost me all my wages to get there. But Marianne has sorted me out with a few days work next week so its not all bad. Hopefully il have something a bit nicer to wrote about next time.

Charlie

I'm baaaaaaack

Oh yes, Charlie cat has officially touched down back in Bristol. Sorry for the unexplained absence blog fans but it is quite along story. Basically Sean lost the pub so i lost my home and my job in one day. I almost had a mental break down and reapplied to work for PGL, an outdoor adventure company. We moved into a new house and i was there a week before i packed up my shit and left for sunny surrey for 5 months leaving Joe, a mate of ours in my room to pay the rent as he was homeless. Unfortunately, as what usually happens in my life it all went a bit Pete Tong and Joe stopped paying the rent. After a few angry messages and voice messages i eventually came home and he came round with his tail between his legs. He explained he lost his job and he was very sorry. I'm still fucking angry with him but essentially hes a good person and said he would pay me back so i've allowed him to sofa surf for a bit.

In other news we are looking for a new room mate as Sam is moving out. There is a chance that Joe may take it but he hasn't given a def yes or no so we are still looking for people. I've taken the responsibility from Sam as essentially i will be the only person dealing with them. Sean doesn't come out of his room and Ben is working away so i think it's damn important that i like them. However the house has been left in a shit hole so i've been slowly tidying it against my will as non of the shit is mine and all Sean and Sams. I don't appreciate being a skivvy but as the only girl in the house that role has been handed to me good and proper.

So anyway i am back in Bristol jobless and a little frightened of what to do next. I have an interview for ajob that i don't really want as it's a bit far away so i am tempted to cancel and go for a retail job in a surf shop instead. I don't want anything i have to think about i just want something that i can turn up for, do my stint and fuck off home with some yummy money. I even called the Cat the other day to see if he had work and he said to call back in a few weeks to see.

Eventually il be filtering stories from my time away in here but at the moment i thought i should just explain away my absence!!

Welcome back me

xx