It is a fact of life that trips will always go over budget. However generous I am with the figures while ensconsed in a suitably snuggly duvet back in England planning an escapade, I am never quite generous enough. As a consequence of the budget for my current trip frankly waltzing off into the sunset and being completely forgotten, I have been forced to sign my soul away already for when I return to the UK. Will be working again for a legal firm back in Plymouth - ´working´ in the loosest sense of the word: it basically involves typing about an hour a day and the rest of the time I can do battle with the likes of Kristeva, Cixous and Beauvoir. While watching my inevitably formidable suntan fade slowly away...
Lancaster folk: I will be invading between around 18th and 31st August, intent on spending the majority of that time in a boat. If the weather forecasters have lied about the forthcoming heatwave, I will not be impressed.
Anyhow, nothing much to report. Have bought more clothes than will know what to do with and am off today in pursuit of shoes and - somewhat randomly - a brace of chocolate brown beanbags. Any Special Requests for items from Argentina to reach me by next Wednesday morning at the earliest as will be shipping everything back on Thursday. Recommend any designer labels, shoes, leather goods (although will not be shopping for gimp hats, sorry people - get your own) and CDs. All so bargainous it is painful to leave the place.
Rant of the day: why did the government take away student grants? With a grant I would not be needing to slave away as a legal secretary, and rather would be able to devote my time to preparing appropriately for Oxford. Well, that or spending Quality Time with my guy. Chuckle.
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I will rant about what I like, CHUH!! :P
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