Billy Brag: My life and I

I dont have a job

Tue, 30 May 2006 09:34:11 +0200

That interview went bad. Really bad. Im pretty sure that I didnt get the job. When I said to the interviewer that I was sure that she would still be attractive at 80 years she gave me a funny look. Fair game she finnished the interview without hitting me.

I decided to drown my sorrows in the Starbucks round the corner from the office block that my interview was in. They give you huge cups and put far to much milk in the coffee, but aside from that the muffins are all tasty.

I really need to find a job soon or super-noodles will become the staple of my diet. Although students up and down the land live of such foods Im not sure I will be able to.

I like the finer foods in life like my mum used to make for me.

I miss my mum!

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Man Im Nervous

Mon, 29 May 2006 01:03:29 +0200

Good News!! I bought some new clothes so I don't have to go to the interview smelling of cheese. Its not untill 1pm. Im quite nervous and am worried I cant eat anything before then.

While at the shops today I noticed a lot of tourists. There everywhere. You can usually spot them. They have sports sock and sandals on, with a huge lens camera hanging from their necks. The usually wear hawian shirts too. Strange.

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Here it begins!

Fri, 26 May 2006 21:21:00 +0200

Hi! I'm Billy Brag and this is my weblog, as you may well have surmised. I am about to start a new and exiting chapter in my life. I have moved away from my parents for the first time.

I was quite scared to be moving to the City after living in a small town. You know the kind. The ones that have THE street, with THE postoffice next to THE pub which is opposite THE phone box. Any way I digress.

With a tear in her eye my mother bade me farewell as I got on the train to come to this magnificant city. Theres so many people here and yet I don't have many people to speak to here. Which Is partly why Im sitting here writing to everyone on the web.

I went to the opticians today to get a new pair of glasses. I was amazed at the choice of frames available there. I also disocvered for an extra 30 pounds that I con get my unusually thick lenses made thin! Isnt that fantastic news.

Moving to the City doesnt come without its problems let me tell you! My possesions are somwhere near Cardiff instead of here, which is a problem because I have no towels. As a result I have not washed for over a week now and Im starting to smell like a bit of mouldy cheese. This has attracted the attention of a family of mice who have, rather kindly, eaten through the cable for portable Iron I bought. As a result my only clothes, 2 white shirts, a piar of trousers and a weeks worth of underwear, are un-Ironed.

I have a job interview on monday and Im going to have to go to it smelling of cheese. As a result I am not in a very good mood.

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