Today is a foggy day in Eastbourne.  When the fog settles on Eastbourne in really settles.  In the town it's drizzling and misty, but out to sea it's thick fog.  Walking back from my lunchtime mission to Tesco (I needed fake chocolate), I decided to cut across from Seaside Road and walk along the seafront instead.  As I came up pasted the Redoubt (an old Napoleonic fortress which now holds the Sussex Regiment Museum), I saw out of the corner of my eye something on the horizon.  Looking back there she was.  A tall ship.  Full rigged, but looking becalmed.  When I turned to get a better look she was gone.  It happened again about ten minutes later.  I have of course seen tall ships off this coast once or twice before but always on clear days and always in the summer, never in spring.  
 

I've just discovered an e-mail dated 4 April in my inbox - from Study Group, inviting me to an information session, interview etc this week.  I don't know how I missed it - because that account was near empty when I checked on Saturday.  So I have an interview.  I'm kinda nervous already, but I know I will calm down soon enough.  
Ironicly it arrives the same day as my jobseekers review.  and furthermore I may not be able to sign on on Friday because of being at the interview.  Crazy.
In other news I'm enjoying watching the Indiana Jones trailer far too much. 

Today things just seem to keep going ever so slightly wrong. I don't get why. Maybe it's just one of those days. I hope so.

You do not have to see me to know that I’m around

Pupils dilate, the anxious heart will pound

If you’ve a problem sleeping, well that’s a danger sign

It means your troubled heart will soon be mine


The Bible mentions four

I tell you there’s one more...


Love is the fifth horseman, love is the fifth horseman

Love is the fifth horseman of the apocalypse


So know that I could catch you at any time I choose

I do not feel the ground beneath my shoes

This stallion I am riding, his pedigree, his pride

Won’t let him rest ’till I am by your side


The Bible mentions four

I’m living proof of more...


Love is the fifth horseman, love is the fifth horseman

Love is the fifth horseman of the apocalypse

I really want this evil cold to go away.  It's starting to get on my nerves.  I'm also slightly concerned that I'm now getting dizziness.  Strange. 

I wrote  a really long entry the other night detailing most of what's been happening this week - however I completely forgot to save it to my data stick.  That about sums up the few days I've been having.  Last night I knocked a drink over *by* my phone - which I thought had avoided the worst of it.  Today it did not work and because its liquid damage its not covered by the warranty (bear in mind I've had this phone one week).  So I had to buy a new phone.  Jane agreed to lend me the money and I'll pay her back when I've been paid.  All in all its been an up and down day...

I'm still not firing on all cylinders healthwise which is a real pain.  I'm not sure what the exact cause is either which doesn't help.  It's more that a lot of small problems have all come together at the same time to create a bigger problem.  I'm going to go see my doctor about the recurrance of my asthma.  I also know I need to see a dentist at some point soon - it will have to wait until after I get a job though because I don't think I can afford to have the work I need done at the moment.  It's really difficult finding a dentist as it is - when you have to have metal work, doubly so.  Hopefully I'll get this job at the Passport Office.

I'm feeling generally scuzzy today.  I know I need to see a dentist fairly soon to get this repair done.  The annoying thing is trying to find an NHS dentist is tough round here, and until I have a job I can't afford to get anything major done.  Hopefully I'll get it sorted soon.  
I'm going for a job with passport office - doing people's first interviews.  It's based in Brighton, which would be good.  
The pay is also great - I might even be able to get enough full time funding before the end of the summer - giving me time to move up there properly, rather than trying to relocate in a weekend like last time.  Anyway running low internet time.  Might be getting broadband at home soon which would be great :)

 I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
But I am still alive.

I was a sailor. I was born upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide.
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still.

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around..I'll always be around..and around and around and
around and around

I fly a starship across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again..

November is never a comfortable month for me.  
At the start of November we have a bunch of longer term stuff - 11 November - which aside from Rembrance Day which makes me think of my grandparents and my dad, is the anniversary of the maternal granddad's death.  
Then we have a few painful anniversaries, before 28th November - which this year marks 7 years since my Dad died.  And as happens every seven years - the days of the week match up with exactly when it happened.  
And right now my Mum is in hospital in London.  She had her operation this morning.  She survived - and is in recovery, but we won't know if it was successful for a while.
It's just all been up and down.

Jen has been fantastic, too good to me.  She's had to put up with so much.  I love her.

It really gets to me how this time just bounced me around.  It's mad.

I'm sad today.
There are a lot of reasons why.
It's not like I can even pick on one reason and say this is the main one.

Just a quick apology to everyone (not that anyone ever comments :P ) for my recent absence from LJ - things have been a bit up and down.

It's been a very up and down week even for me.  
I had an informal interview at tREDS in town which will be opening soon for a part time sale vacancy.  It seemed to go okay - I've been told I should here either way in the next few days.  
I'm still going up to Keele this coming weekend to see Jen although it's been on and off all this last weekend because various things have ended up falling on that weekend which can't be moved - so we're not going to be seeing each other as much as we had hoped.  I'm really looking forward to going though.  I really miss Jen and I'm really looking forward to seeing her even if we won't get as much time together as we hoped.

Rememberance Day is always difficult.  Thoughts of Grandad S, Grandad C, Dad, Johnnie.  It doesn't help that Grandad C died on 11 November some ten or more years ago.  He had cancer.  Survived being left for dead in the Burmese jungle for two weeks, and died in a hospital in Britain.  Grandad S died of old age generally - he was 97 I think.  He'd fought in the Battle of Jutland and was one of the survivors from one of the ships that went down.  He still had shrapnel from it buried in his leg and chest.  Dad was involved in the last days of World War II in the Fleet Air Arm.  He got an honourable discharge - shellshock.  He'd been firewatching and rebuilding factory roofs during the Blitz and the explosions wrecked his nerves.  He still answered the call and served, but it was decided he was medically unfit.  Soldiering is just something my family does.

So this week my main aim it to tidy and sort out my room - it's overcrowded with junk and needs alot of sorting to get things organised.  I don't want to leave it in a state when I go away at the weekend - because coming back to a messed up room is just not good.

I've also got to get some vague organisation in my Uni stuff.  Part of me thinks it would be a good idea to put it into storage.  Equally part of me thinks that I should keep it around to help keep me motivated.

Hmmm...