As I mentioend in the previous post, I have applied for a couple jobs as a sex line operator.
One of the companies have gotten back to me, and it looks like this employment is going ahead so far!
I'm excited, and slighty nervous. I hope I get like a handbook on what to say and stuff.

Now I just have to tell Mike.
I'm pretty sure he won't be too bothered. He knows I'm totally obsessed with reading books about call girls and stuff, I doubt he'd even be shocked if I told him I was gonna become a stripper.

Anyway, my parents and one of my brothers and my dog are visiting me at the weekend, I'm so excited. Then my parents are going back, and my brother is staying for the week, then I'm driving him back when I go to visit friends the next weekend.
I cannae wait!

I'm so bored at home, and living somewhere I do not know, that I am actually up to date with my housework!
I have run out of things to do!!!
All of Mikes uniforms for work are washed, all the dishes are washed, the house is totally clean.
This is ridiculous! My mother is shocked, because as a teenager living at home my room was a permanent disgrace. Look at me now :-o

I have not heard anything from the sex line peoples. I hope I do, as it will be interesting to see what type of training you have to do, and the hours etc etc.
I bought another book about the sex trade the other day (I understand they are very popular at the moment since Bille Piper did the series on the call girl), and I read it in like 2 hours -.- I'm so freaking bored.
I also bought guitar hero for the DS, which arrive last week, and I have completed it already. I have nothing to dooooooo.

I did have a quite large 'artistic block' after finishing uni, because I'm used to being told what to do- that now I have to make it up myself again.
But thankfully, forcing myself to draw through boredom has put me back on track.
Unfortunatly, I'm not the artist that can draw all day every day.
When I was younger, and thought the whole world was against me (haha) and stuff, I was able to draw loads, but now I have to literally force myself- but thankfully what I do produce through force is amazing stuff (I'm not modest).

I don't leave the house much, unless we have company, or if I'm visiting someone, because all I leave the house to do is shop., and I'll end up spending lots of money- which we are short of a bit because I don't have a job- and there really is no point getting a proper physical one as you are not meant to work whilst taking a teaching course (that is why they give you a salary- because doing a placement teaching is basically a job isn't it). But that salary doesn't start until september. moaaan.
*twiddles thumbs*
K I have nothing else to moan about so I'm gonna go back to drawing.

I haven't written for a while. but I think it's safe now!

I have moved house- I am glad to get out of that [nice but] nightmare of a flat- and so far away from twat features!

Mike has a new job, where we have moved to, and he is earning a bit more which is good- and I for the past 2 months, have been sitting on my arse, waiting for uni to start in september.
I love it.

I have looked at several part time jobs, but they are all repetitive door to door sales, or same as before, telesales.
I have actually applied for a couple jobs today, as a sex line operator.
I reckon it would feed my need for being naughty.
I read endless books on hookers and strippers, and if I had the perfect body, I would jump at the chance of being a stripper or something.
I suppose the sex line job (if I get it) would fill in that need.

I had soem friends visit over the weekend, which was great. I had such a good tiem and was terribly sad when they left. But we will be visiting them in a couple weeks, so I'm super excited about that.
They are a couple and it's nice to know another couple who we can both get on with.
Sadly, the female part is in the same situation as I, in terms of what Mike did to me, her other half did too, so we can relate on that, not that we should have had to!

Anyway, I just heard Mike pull up outside, so I'm gonna dash now!!
Will post again soon

Things are looking up for me..
First I got a 2:1 in my dissertation! Whish is good for me! Since I churned out 10,000 words on completed shite and it actually made sense.
And also, I've been accepted onto a course at another uni to do a post graduate course.
I'm super excited about, that, and moving, and getting out of this shit hole and as far away from twat features as possible.
Although I will miss my family greatly, I need to do what I gotta do to have a good career.

I'm having a problem at the moment with my current project at uni, I'm of no shortage of artists to help me. But I don't really know anyone that write.
Like writes stories, or opinions, or something. I just need someone that pops out written pieces like I pop out drawings. Does anyone actually do that?!
The problem also is I want it to be someone I know. I can't think of anyone right now. Which sucks.

Me and mike are doing well at the moment. Looking forward to moving away.
I have handed in my notice at work, which I'm so excited to leave. It's so god damn boring.
I work in a call centre if I hadn't mentioned before. And with freedom of speech and all that, and it's not like I am gonna be working there for much longer, but the majority of people that call me are MISERABLE SODS.
Sitting next to the phone, and in front of the computer, just really make me feel like crap. It drains the life and soul out of me. Since working there, I can even admit myself that my artwork has gone to the shitters a couple of time.
There is no inspiration. I guess it's the place for a business/customer relations person, rather than a creative person.
I guess it hasn't been all that bad. There have been some amusing people that have called me. There is always someone to laugh at. I guess I couldn't do it forever. It pays well for a inbetween careers job or something.

Anyway. I do have to dash to the post office!
x

I have been neglecting my uni work so much lately. I am very behind, and I have an interview for another uni next wednesday. argghhhhh. I need to get my shit together, but it's so god damn hard to concentrate. And my back hurts. It's such a fucking pain I feel like an old woman. It only hurts when I sit down in front of computer. And it doesn't help that my job is a desk job either.
All the doctor could give me is a fucking sausage pillow back support. But that doesn't seem to do shit either.
So I end up going to lie down for a bit, or stand up. And then don't do any work. It's a vicious circle.
I need to concentrate, but I can't.
I wish there was some sort of pill or something that can help one get in the frame of mind to do shit loads of work haha, any suggestions?

I'm feeling good today. Although it has been so boring at work with loads of people bending my ear on the phone, I've been ok.
I'm feeling quite tired today because of work. It's so boring and hot, then I go out for a fag and it's frickin freezing- why I put myself through that I do not know.
I tried calling Mike on my lunch break today, and he wasn't picking up, I guess I did panic a bit. It did cross my mind that he may be doing other things. But that's to be expected right.
He called me back a minute later though, he was washing up.
...
Mike bought me a bracelet. It's the first time he has 'bought' me something more than flower or something small. I love it. It also means a hell of alot to me, because he was thinking of me. And I didn't even know h bought it.
It seems that I thought he wouldn't beable to do something like that. He managed to hide it until the last day of our week away. He bought it a month ago and I didn't even notice he had.
I don't know why I find it odd, I mean maybe because I thought I knew about everything he does. Now I know I don't, really.
I enjoyed it because it was a surprise, and something I never expected from him.

Mike is asleep on the sofa at the moment.
We had amazing sex earlier. It was impulsive, explosive, I felt close to him.
It's the first time I haven't thought about 'them' during the act.
I guess that's a good sign?
And then we watched that Ice road truckers show, which is quite good.

Look at me. Mike this Mike that, I'm just blabbing now...
It's late, I better put the sod to bed now.
goodnight

Mike and I went away for a week. It was nice, although the last night there I kinda freaked out. I knew we were coming back.
It was nice to be away from this place. Away from reminders, and as far away from her and her family as possible.

We had dinner out every night at restaurants, we went shopping, he treated me really well.

The last night, I don't know why, but I got really upset. I cried so much, which made him cry. I guess I wanted to come back home, I was homesick, but then again I didn't want to come back here.

It's been nice, being together for a whole week. with no work. As I have mentioned in a previous entry, we never get a fill day together, because we both work, him during the week, and me on the weekends- whilst at uni in the week.

I'm just about to go grocery shopping, haha, we have no food, so I will probably post later or tomorrow.

x

He deleted her from his facebook.
Obviously, He shouldn't contact her.
She sent him a friend request yesterday.
This is how facebook is used to play mind-games, the twisted bitch.

The way he held me, the way he kissed my head, the way he gently kissed my lips, it made me feel alive, amazing.

We made love. We made dinner together. Then we made love again.

It's been a perfect evening. I feel happy.

Is there such thing as having too much sex with the person you love?
Let's say, once or twice a day. Is that too much?
Would you say that it can become boring if you have it once or twice a day for 2 weeks?