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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>What happens now?</title><link>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>What happens now?</title><link>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/45/4f14aa14156df30f74c0967853b535_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>title-2763320</title><link>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/06/title~2763320/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:life-after-uni.blog.co.uk,2007-08-06:/2007/08/06/title~2763320/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 12:22:11 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;We're waiting to hear about a house that we've put an offer in on today. I am actually sat watching my phone. I'm not holding out much hope because i know we're bidding against someone and i refused to increase my last offer- we're FTB with a 10% deposit (thanks to G's parents) so i'm hoping we're in a strong enough position without increasing my offer. Hopefully.........&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Am working my first shift at the pub tonight as totally in charge.... scary stuff. I think i'm looking forward to it and know its no big deal really but love being in control!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ring phone ring....
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/06/title~2763320/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/06/title~2763320/#comments</comments></item><item><title>title-2744635</title><link>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/02/title~2744635/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:life-after-uni.blog.co.uk,2007-08-02:/2007/08/02/title~2744635/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 16:32:27 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I dont know if there's another way to reply to comments? Please direct me if there is! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The JIH is a receptionist/secretary type job but because it's a very small firm it's basically a generally dogsbody/whether people can't be arsed to do themselves type job.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Which pays shit. 
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/02/title~2744635/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/02/title~2744635/#comments</comments></item><item><title>title-2744003</title><link>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/02/title~2744003/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:life-after-uni.blog.co.uk,2007-08-02:/2007/08/02/title~2744003/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 14:30:35 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;My boss keeps saying well done. For everything. Like 'well done, you made a phone call.' or 'well done, you typed a letter.'  It is wrong that this makes me want to kill him? I want to scream at him that an indiot monkey could do this job and that it makes my brain hurt to be so forgotten during the day. I am cleverer than this! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yesterday i was kindly informed that this would be most interesting day i would have at 'idiots r us' company. Wanna take a guess at whether it was? No, what he meant was please do some work for me that is utterly unrelated to the company and is definitely not what we pay you for. Oh, and it's more important than anything else you have to do. Right then........&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm getting a set of keys for the JIL pub and even though this means nothing really, i'm absurdly pleased that they realised that i'm clearly able to run a shift on my own and be trusted to alarm and lock up properly. It's childish really to be so pleased by this! No, actually, right now i'm gonna take any small thing that makes me happy. And this does.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As does the dress that i want on ebay to wear for my birthday next week. It's too short so i'm going to the gym a lot between now and then. Not because i think it'll make a difference to how my legs look but because I can pretend i think it has. It's all in the mind!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/02/title~2744003/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/02/title~2744003/#comments</comments></item><item><title>title-2737650</title><link>http://life-after-uni.blog.co.uk/2007/08/01/title~2737650/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:life-after-uni.blog.co.uk,2007-08-01:/2007/08/01/title~2737650/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 12:00:21 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;So I thought that this might be fun. And totally private, much more so than my diary which I constantly lose and leave unattended. I'm not sure why I think anyone would be interested in the random thoughts that come out of head and land up here, but people are weird and if nothing else, it's bound to be cathartic for me. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I finished uni last summer, with a totally depressing 2.2 and currently work at two jobs; one that i hate and one that I love. The one that i hate is basically monkey work that any idiot could do. The one that i love is behind a bar. Which i guess any idiot could also do. However, it is fun. And i get to meet lots of people and flirt harmlessly with boys. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The boyfriend probably wouldn't approve of that. He's lovely. But we have issues that i don't really want to go into at this point. Maybe another day. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My main thoughts for today consist of 'Look, it's finally sunny, let's go sit outside a pub and drink beer!' and then i remember about the JIH (job i hate) and that i also have the JIL tonight. So maybe i don't love it all the time.
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