Too Cool For School

I am officially down with the kids! My new second group of colleagues @ my evening job are all college students and they all think I'm really cool 'cos I don't live at home with my parents and am saving up to emmigrate to Canada 'forever'.

They also all think I'm about 20 which is all very flattering - if I didn't feel like their frumpy aunt sitting in the corner!

I love being cool. Young people are so misguided. I'm just young enough not to be one of the 'establishment' and just old enough to reside over them with a smug feeling that I've been there, worn the t-shirt. Not that I feel smug.

Last night they were all talking about college and uni and it took me back to a time (long ago) when I had no responsibility, no mortgage to pay and no-one to please but myself. I wish I'd made more of my time then, you spend so much time wishing you could be something else and then when you get it, you realise its not always all it was cracked up to be. I love Rocker with all my heart and sometimes I do daydream of us just packing up and just saying 'f**k it' and going backpacking around the world - the oldest swingers in town!

Not much is new this end - Lucy Fur is doing well, she's been treated at the vet's for stress as she's got almost bald around the back end and he's sold Rocker a special air-freshener type device that pumps pheromones into the air (25 quid! with refills of about 12 quid every month!) and supposedly calms her little feline nerves. Fur is my favourite thing in the whole world, she's mummy's little baby and she's so spoilt!

I have also applied for a new job which would be fantastic if I got it as it is in the same building as my evening job and the money is really good. So I'd have just a ten minute stroll to work in the mornings and save all that money on transport plus the job has more prospects that the one I do full-time now. I have handed my CV in and hope that the fact I work in the Twilight team doing admin might go in my favour. Fingers crossed for Wondy everybody!

Rocker had an interview yesterday and we are just waiting on tenderhooks to find out if he got the job - I really hope so. His last job, the one working nights, failed to renew his contract because he made 'spelling mistakes'. Spelling mistakes?! Correct me if I'm wrong but he is only human and humans make f**king spelling mistakes sometimes! FNUKING SPELLINK MISTAKS SOMETIMSS!

In other news, SF is back from his week in Berlin with tales that would turn a girl's hair white, I'm sure. I wait in anticipation for the photographs of his debauched 'work' trip and can't wait to get the scoop on his night with a midget called Steve and a shetland pony. Probably.

I am also told he has a new bag of tricks for me to 'sample' - so girls I will keep you up to date on that!

Peace out one and all!