So, big day tomorrow. I enter the workforce yet again. I am in the highly esteemed position of administrator in a removal firm. A temporary worker. I had kind of got used to the idea of not working again in England, so that's just been ripped out from asunder. Gone are the joyful days of procrasinator, oh, how I loved those days, sniff sniff.
Then I realised I had no black trousers because I dumped them all in Japan to fit souveniers and other unnecessary items into the suitcase, so I had to make a dash to the town centre. Time was tνcking, the phone call for the job had come in late. I hadn't yet eaten my late lunch. Did I make it? Dum dum duuummmmm. Yeah, I did. Phew. I actually dumped a lot of stuff in Japan so now I don't really have any clothes. Somehow I still managed to get charged £100 in excess baggage. I'd already packed and re-packed three times and I wasn't about to do it at the airport. I was still a little drunk when I handed the cash over and it almost resembled Monopoly money so it didn't make too much of a dent.
So that's it, early night tonight. I'm wide awake but got to try and sleep to get up at 6am, oh my god, I'm becoming normal, argh!