Hannah’s Blog

Why is it that you hang around all morning for a delivery, and as soon as you think its OK to have a quick bath, they bloody arrive. I had to jump out of the bath with hair half conditioned, got to the door only to find they had left. The buggers. It always pissing happens. So now, Ive gotta hang around tomorrow for them to come again. God forbid if I go to the toilet or anything as they arrive. I dont particularly wanna run to the door with my pants round my ankles.

On a good note, my mum arrives today. She’s staying for four nights in a hotel down the road. Will be nice to see her. Its been 3 months I think. Dunno whether I will be able to tolerate four whole days of non-stop mum, but we shall see. At least I have James to keep me sane. I love her really.

So, I thought I would attempt and update my blog - I dont write half as many posts as James does. I never seem to have anything to write about.

However, I must say, I have had a partocularly lovely weekend, and I have James to thank On Friday, we made dinner for a couple of friends, to celebrate their engagement and also just to have people over. It was lovely, skewered kebabs, rice and salad. I highly approve of James’ cooking, always have. So Thank You to James. Although, I am proud of my home-made mint yoghurt dip. It was very nice. I thought so anyway. So then, we had a few drinks, and went over to the India Arms for a change of scenery, which was nice. Ive not actually been in there before, so it was nice to see. Then we wandered back, and watched the Boosh. It was a lovely evening. Ben and Ali are lovely lovely people.

So Saturday came, and the weather was lovely, the start of our first summer together We had a wander into town for some bits and an ice cream on Guildhall steps. We went down to the seafront to meet Leila and everyone. There was a mini-festival or something happening, and it was pretty busy. Not on the scale of Wacken, Im sure. Woo for Wacken and Hellfest btw. Anyway, we sat overlooking the sea for a while, and wandered back home. James informed me I had to be ready for a dinner reservation surprise at 8.30pm. And that was all I was told. I wore my new shoes. They are niiiice. After much confusion by James driving randomly around Southsea, we arrived at the Lemon Sole. Ive been wanting to try it out for ages, and we had the opportunity. It was absolutely lovely. James had the exotic fish, and I went for the Barramundi, after Oysters and Whitebait/Calamari starter. It was divine. Albeit a bit pricey; James wouldnt tell me how much it cost, just that I was worth every penny. He’s so amazing, and it was a wonderful evening. I really wouldnt swap a single second of the time I spend with James for anything in the world. We are that good. Hehe.
So yeah, thanks for a fantastic weekend baby. Its been brilliant, and Im looking forward to our first summer together. Its starting.

So I went for a job interview yesterday at LeRiche, which I found out about courtesy of Sarah. The interview was for a Buying Assistant based in Portchester, which isn’t too far, and the more I think about it, the more I want the job. Its not something I would normally think about doing, but I can see myself doing well in the role and learning skills I didnt have before, which is always good for career development and increasing experience.

The interview was more of an informal chat with the PA, who was lovely. I got a really good feel for the role from what she said about it, and reckon I would do the position justice. Its basically supporting the buyer in product maintenance and administration. It apparently can be quite pressured, which I would enjoy, and needs analytical and numeracy skills, which Ive had plenty of opportunity to use during my degree. Anyway, she said that if I was successful, she would contact me about a 2nd interview in due course. Which she did. This morning. So now, I have to be ready and feeling confident and enthusiastic about my 2nd, more formal, interview, which is on Tuesday 29 April at 11.30am.

Hopefully my car will be in full working order by then. It broke down yesterday at a very inconvenient time (i.e. just as I was getting in it to go to my interview). James, being the fantastic boyfriend he is, came out of work and drove down to get me, to make sure I was at the interview in time, went back to work, came home and did DIY mechanics to see what the problem was. He’s so good to me. I really appreciate everything he does. Anyways, he reckons its the starting motor, which hopefully, he will sort on Saturday, weather and part permitting. If this doesnt go as planned, I will be his chauffeur on Tuesday, so that I have transport to get to the interview. His car is much better than mine. It goes fast and is purdy. Me like.

My afternoin has compelled me to write a quick blog thingy. You would assume that, as a recruitment agency, their aim is to get people into jobs, the more qualified and experienced the better, yes? Or is it just me and my perspective of what I imagine such a business to be? From my angle, I thought that the recruitment consultants got paid commission for every person they manage to recommend to a client for a job. Thats pretty much the main idea.

So why the fuck, when I go down to a recommended recruitment agency today, armed with a degree and a lot of good experience, do I not get seen to? Why do I go down there, sign in at reception, be told to sit and Id be called, only to wait for half an hour and decide to enquire, and find that they had completely missed me?! Why, oh why, did I sit in the same room as some scroats that crawled out of their hideout, only to see them all be seen by the consultants? To me, that takes the piss.

I could do all of their jobs put together, and still be better than them. Wankers.

This is all confusing me. I get the purpose of an online blog. I think. I also get that reading them can sometimes be entertaining. Depending on how interesting/useful/funny they are, and who you are trying to aim it at. What I dont get is how you can change it to look all pretty and cool and full of interesting fandangled computer-y stuff. Now thats just beyond me.

Whats inspired me to write my second post is a link that James just sent me to his - He has put a cool “about” page on his (even better as it has me on it - it was a suitable excuse for him leaving work later than expected). But how the crap does he do it? He has cool little links and stuff to other blogs (I would put a link on here, so that whoever does read this, has an idea of what I’m on about, but I don’t know how). So as of today, my plan, or part of it, is to learn how to make mine look fandangled with pictures and whatnot, as its looking pretty drab at the mo.

Ive also been told to update it more often. The only problem with this is that I really dont have anything interesting to write about. This is mainly because, at the mo, Im unemployed, which is pretty naff, and therefore, my typical day includes me watching way too much TV during the day, applying for jobs which I know I wont get (cuz employees are wankers, no offence to employees) and cooking dinner when James gets in (best part of the day). Ive got so entangled with the TV that Ive just realised that I missed the Simple Life today, and this upsets me. Thats the worst part. What the fuck is my life coming to when I rely on Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie, the 2 most annoying individuals in the US, to brighten up my day? Jesus Christ, I want to be sick. At least I have remembered that good old Gok Wan is on later. I really am gonna vomit.

On the up side, ever so slightly, I have a telephone interview on Thursday, for a CRO, as a “Associate Safety Specialist”, which basically involves working on clinical trials, recording any adverse events which may happen, and trying to make sure nobody dies. Its based in Winchester, which isnt too far away, but I cant for the hell of me remember how much the salary was, which, to be honest, is all I care about right now. I would care about how good the job would be, but at the minute, anything would be good, so that I dont have to go on the dole. I dont like job centres. They scare me due to the chav magnet-esque vibe they have. Im not knocking the normal people that go in them. Just the knobheads. Otherwise known as chavs. We really need to eliminate them from the gene pool. It would make the world a happier, more hospitable place. I reckon a maze of catacombs would be good, chuck them all in, and fill up the entrance/exit. Sorted. Buried alive and would give people something to laugh at. Im a genius.

So, I thought Id follow the flock (i.e. James) and set up a blog. Im just chuffed I managed to figure out how to write them without the need to ask James over MSN (I dont know much about computers…) I set this thing up because I thought it might be a good idea to track the goings-on in my life, and now Im sat here typing it, and to be honest, theres naff all going on in my life, so have very little to write about.

Ill be happy when I get a new job. I bloody need one as sitting at home every day is doing my head in. The best part of the day is half way through the first episode of Scrubs at 6pm, when James gets back. Nothing else nice happens for me during the day at the moment. I did get excited at a postcard today though - Vicky is being a very lucky lady travelling around Oz, and I finally got my postcard through. Looks like shes having a great time, jammy bugger.

Other than that, James and I went to see The Orphanage last night. Ive been wanting to see it for ages, and Leila and Gill went to see it on Wednesday night and said it was amazing. So I nagged James to go even though it was the late showing, but oh my god, it was worth it. We had a difference of opinion on the ending, we both thought it was the best horror film we have watched in a long time, but James wasnt much of a fan of the soppy ghey stuff, I thought it was good and had to get out of there before I started flooding the screen with tears. All in all, well worth watching, Del Toro should be proud.

Anyway, back to the TV. Im gonna be all chuffed over MSN to James first - Im feeling clever - it wont last for long though. Ive probably done something wrong.