Wednesday, 28 March 2012

What am I? Who am I?

Walk into the toilet. 'Ooo this smells a bit funny'. Do my business, come to open the door, and see someone without boobies looking alarmed and staring at me. Yup, done it again. Definitely gender confused.

In other news, however, on day 2 of Librarygate I have just succeeded in nabbing the good chair once again. Giggedy.

One down, one to go!

Quite chuffed with my closing sentiments,

'As long as people need to speak, Theatre Workshop’s methods can talk as many languages as there are voices, and can always find a megaphone to magnify their agenda, whatever the colour.'

O, Theatre Workshop, its been a pleasure. But I really think we should start seeing other people. Like ones that don't make me stay inside when I really ought to be outside.

Tuesday, 27 March 2012

Ideas too big for my boots.

Changed back to the shorter chair, I was at a level too high for my station.

Change of name

My name is no longer Kate Marks, it is Fidget McWidget. I'll make it official in the morning if I live through all of the death looks that are being catapaulted at me from all angles.

Wish me luck.

I'm going up in the world

Just got another upgrade of chair, and gave the next door library person a smug look!

I feel like this is the fastest paced evolution the world has ever seen!

This is what its boiled down to - Kate flavoured face and brain soup.

Guilt

Just bit my lip and yelped in the silent zone. O the guilt!