I have a new job.

No, I am not now working 3 jobs. I don't think there are enough hours in the day for that. I have quit the pier/bouncy castle job, and got a new one.

There are several reasons for this, and in order to make them clear, I shall list them(in no particular order) -

1. The job, being outdoors, is weather dependable, meaning that if it rains, I don't get paid. For example, my training was delayed by 5 days because of rain, and yesterday we had to finish 2 hours early because of rain, meaning 2 hours less pay. Not good for the holiday fund.
2. The weather presents other problems, in that if its hot I either go home (or even worse, go to work in the pub) very, very sweaty and covered in sun lotion/sunburn. Most definitely not a good look for the pub. If its cold, as it was yesterday, I still have to be outside, on a blustery pier, freezing my arse off, being blown about to buggery (again, not a good look for the pub) and standing in perpetual drizzle, as drizzle doesn't quite qualify as rain so we have to work through it.
3. I have a cold. Which I swear was brought on by the aforementioned wind and drizzle.
4. If I work on the pier adn in the pub on the same day I only have an hour in between shifts, leaving nowhere near enough time to get home and back to Llandudno again, so I have to have 2 packed lunch-style meals (the horror!) a day, which is neither beneficial for my diet, as my packed lucnches usually consist of crisps and chocolate biscuits by their very nature, or for my growly, grumbly tummy.
5. They're not giving me enough hours (hours which they said I would definitely get when I started).
6. I'm sure I can think of more, but I really don't want to moan ...

Yes, I know these are all things I should have considered beforehand, but I didn't, so tough on me.

So my new job is working here -

At the fabulous Bodelwyddan Castle, as a room steward. Basically, a sort of tour guide. Some people may find this kind of job boring, but I am very excited (history! Yay!), and best of all, its indoors! The poor delicate flower that I am, I find this particular aspect very appealing. I start on Friday and I can't wait.

Unfortunately, getting a new job means you have to quite your old one, which I did before over the phone. It went suprisingly well, but nonetheless, I was still shit-scared beforehand. I also have to honour the shift I was down to work tomorrow as a sort of notice, which is fair enough, but I hope they won't be shitty with me.

In other dramatic news, two buyers of some old CDs I had for sale on ebay still haven't paid me or replied to any emails., over a week after the end of the auctions. I am very annoyed, as not only is this very rude, but I am missing out on about £20, plus listing-fees, and not only THAT, but one of the CDs is a particularly old and shit one and when I relist it there is no way I will get the same amount of money for it. Non-paying ebayers are BAD :(

Well, it appears that it was so hot when I was on the pier on Monday that I sunburnt my scalp. And I sunburnt it so badly (and added to the burnt-ness with a bike ride along the prom on Tuesday) that it blistered. Yuk. I have a blister on my head. And it oozes yellow stuff, and when its done with the oozing, will become a scab. YUK! This now means I have to wear a hat when I go out in the sun, which is the worst bit about all this, because I suffer from terrible hat-hair-itus. Bad, bad, bad.


The bike ride however, while being detrimental to my head-health, was highly enjoyable in that I happened to spot a huge fat seal pull itself up onto a rock about 10 metres away from me, and proceed to sunbathe on said rock for ages. I was all by myself, and when I first spotted it there was noone else around, but I was so excited that whenever someone cycled or jogged past I was all, 'Look! There's a seal on the rock!' And I had soon aquired quite a large group of excited people to share in the experience with, the seal, meanwhile, remaining completely oblivious, sunbathing quite happily and occasionally flicking its tail. Unfortunately I didn't have my camera with me (I so nearly took it as well! Aah!!!) and the pictures I took on my phone just look like a rather large rock. So you shall just have to take my word for it. But it was very exciting, until 15 minutes had gone by and the seal still wasn't doing anything particularly interesting other than being itself, so I got bored and cycled off.

And in other news, last night I burned my first ever CD! It was put together with the intention of being my summer driving CD, but so far it has been played in every room in the house that I have also happened to be in, but yet to be played in my car as, when I went to drive off accompanied by my new summer driving CD, my car wouldn't start. So that idea's out of the window then.

Here are the fabulous tunes on my new CD (remember - I have original taste in music - bare this in mind, please).

1. Rocky theme tune.
2. Big Love Fleetwood Mac
3. Apache The Shadows
4. Nothing Else Matters Metallica
5. Since You've Been Gone Rainbow
6. I Disappear Metallica
7. Go Your Own Way Fleetwood Mac
8. Woodstock Matthews' Southern Comfort
9. Hold the Line Toto
10. Turn to Stone Joe Walsh
11. The Logical Song Supertramp
12. The Good, the Bad and the Ugly The Shadows
13. New Year's Day U2
14. My Immortal Evanescence
15. Big Log Robert Plant
16. When Doves Cry Prince
17. When My Guitar Gently Weeps The Jeff Healey Band
18. Something To Believe In Bon Jovi
19. Smoke on the Water Deep Purple
20. Layla Eric Clapton

Isn't it fabulous?!

This is the view from the balcony in my garden tonight. Isn't it lovely? Yes, I did say balcony. You don't have to tell me - I know I'm a spoiled little rich girl. Just look at the picture!

How much am I just not having the time to update?! This having two jobs lark is a bit of a pain in the arse. Although, having said that, I only started my second one today. Did I say what that one was? I can't remember if I did or not so I shall tell my few but cherished readers again - I am working on the Llandudno pier supervising the big slide and the bouncy castle. A kushty job it is - you basically do nothing for 6 hours, occasionally shouting at the odd misbehaving child - but an easy job it ain't - today was so hot I feel like I've been on holiday for two weeks, and may even have heat exhaustion. But it is all about the money and I need lots of it.

Which brings me to the main point of this post - money. I am currently hours away from making several pounds on eBay from the sale of old crappy CDs, but it may not have escaped the notice of the more astute of readers that a new Paypal button has been added to the sidebar (please avert your eyes to the right, NOW) in an attempt to squeeze a few pennies (perhaps pounds even?) from you - my few but cherished readers - in order to help fund my greatly desired and anticipated, but as yet financially out of reach, holiday. As they say, every penny counts and all that. What do you say? Spare a few, sir? ;)

Oh my God I cannot believe that London has been hit by terrorists. Its the sort of thing that, even though we now live in the world that we do, you never really think will happen so close to home. Its always something that happens somewhere else. I know that being in North Wales I probably couldn't be any further away from London while still being in the UK if I tried, except if I was in the Outer Hebrides perhaps, but its still the UK, and its very, very scary.

So, my 'Look where I was this weekend - Edinburgh!' post will be a little more sedate than I intended it to be, but I shall post it all the same.

So, Friday morning I packed up my car and made my way up to Leeds to pick up Elaine. I got stuck in horrendous traffic and the poor lady was sat around waiting for me for about an hour. Over a McDonalds we planned our route up to Edinburgh for the G8 rally and march (a wedding if anyone from work asks, ok?).



We thought it would only take a few hours. We left at about 3pm - and finally arrived at the house we were staying at at 9pm. Hmm. At least the scenery was nice -



Although who knew that Northumberland was so big? It went on forever!


There were so many people there, loads of studenty type people, but loads of old people and young families, even with babies and toddlers, loads of normal-looking people as well as hippies and grebos.



We went for the second march which started at 1pm - and didn't get going until half three cos there were so many people. My feet were bloody killing before we even started marching. Once we did start it was so much fun. We tried to keep pace with a bag-pipe playing band because there was loads of atmosphere around them, and also because all the tv cameras kept following them. Totally shameless.



By the time we got back to the Meadows we were shattered, so we had a tuna baguette, some donuts and a little lie down on the grass while watching these things being raised -



When we got back to the house we managed to keep our exhausted eyes open to watch some Live 8 before heading off out to perhaps the coolest pub I have ever been to, called the Jekyll and Hyde and which was themed like a haunted house. The toilets were disguised as book cases and everytime a door opened they made scary noises!

We ended up at the Forest, a cool pub full of hippies, no, actually overflowing with hippies cos there were loads of people out on the street outside dancing to the beat of lampposts that were being banged against. We drank organic beer and nearly threw up the seaweed beer called 'Kelpie'. Possibly the foulest thing I have ever tasted.

Sunday morning we ended up driving for 7 hours, I think I may have been caught on a speed camera (only 6 miles over the limit!) and nearly ran out of petrol on the Al, and was saved only by an emergency stop-off at Wetherby. I got home at 5.45pm, had some tea and a 10 minutes sleep (literally) and then was in work for 7pm. I have never been so physically exhausted.



See? Thats the face of nackerd-ness.

And that, I believe, is how my weekend of saving the world (or something) went!

In other news, I went to see War of the Worlds on Monday and I can confirm it is the best film I have ever seen ever. Probably. And Tim has finally persuaded me to watch the Rocky films with him (after 3 years of begging itfinally came down to anything for a quiet life) and I can also confirm that it is true - the Rocky films are about so much more than boxing (thank God) and are really quite fabulous! I so should have watched them sooner, like 3 years ago, perhaps.

That is all.