So, i'm going to make up for lost time now.
June: I spent the whole month looking for and failing to find a job. Wanted anything that gave money, and no-one wanted me. Also said goodbye to lots of people. That wasn't so nice. On the bright side, lots of BBQs, lots of lazy afternoons sitting in parks and in back gardens enjoying that fact that actually, had fuck all to do having finished the degree. Got a first which was very nice and obvis meant that I had to celebrate with lots of fizzy wine and babycham (having no job and consequently no money meant no champange, which i think i deserved). Moved out of my undergrad house.
July: Was employed. World's worst job ever, i swear. Scanning. And scanning. Hated it. Had nowhere to live for the first two weeks and slept on floors and people's spare rooms, living out of a suitcase. Being too poor to eat properly or go out and having to scavage lots of wine off George and money off parents because bastard bank wouldn't extend my overdraft and i didn't get paid till the end of month. The good things was a wedding in thatLondon which was wonderful, and graduation week when i took three days off shitty work and spent three days in a haze of drink and happiness and cheesy hat throwing and thinking "Oh. My. God. I'm doing a PhD" because I got the proper formalised letters from the ESRC who fund my PhD.
August: Wanted to die at this point, hated job so much. Managed to get promoted three times in course of one month which helped as it meant that I got promoted to the point of having to fuck all as i could delegate. Which gave me time to arse about on the internet. Being paid at end of july was good as it meant that i could (a) book my flights for my holiday, and (b) have jules, jonathon and george over frequently and we could sit around drinking wine till 4am, which on the whole was a great idea, but i did feel rough when i had to get up at 6am for work. Went on holiday with the family, and saw the leaning tower of Pisa, by heck, it really does lean. Loz and Ems came to spend bank holiday with me, and i got wasted and snogged an ugly guy at the Leadmill and we spent all day sunday eating doritos and watching The Great Escape. Highlight of the month was handing in my notice.
September: Went backpacking round Croatia. Mother darling did not like this one single bit, but i had a whale of a time. Highlights include arts and crafts museum in Zargreb, the bus trip from rejeka-pula, getting pissed with some irish people who could by god drink me under the bar in Pula, ending up on live croatian TV on a friday night entertainment show, singing. In Croatian. Having a fastinating conversation with a group of PhD students at the University of Zargreb, playing drinking games with a canadian and two americans in Ljublania, and finishing Madame Brovary at long last (in English. Not French. I feel the need to make that clear). Second half of September, started my MA and got very very drunk the third time i went out with people from my course. Spent the last two weeks of september not really moving from the interval, was socialising a lot with new course friends. Finally got a bed.
October: Still spending far more time in the bar than library, but it's very important to have a support network for the old PhD. Went to thatLondon to visit Hannah and lots and lots of my london friends and had a wonderful time; went clubbing at LSE, had a very sparkly coffee with liss and katherine, an equally sparkly breakfast in harvey nicks with Luce, and spent an entire day in the houses of parliament bar catching up with ally and chris. Purchased a puffball skirt (x2) and victorian blouse, very retro of me. Started to come up with PhD ideas, have decided that quite interested in how nationalism works in the heady gender and war brew, but still have no frigging idea what doing. Made pumpkin soup.
November: Panicked and realised that actually do have work to do. Not so much as to drag me out of the bar. Cat came up for the weekend and we drank wine and ate posh food till 4am on the friday, catchin up, went shopping on saturday, then out for a v. nice dinner at Las Iganas and posh cocktails, spent sunday in bed.
And that's pretty much where i'm up to now. Big plans to acheive things for my MA this month, like writing a questionnaire, book review and an essay, and might even start my literature review. Also my birthday coming up which is exciting, and it's all at the same time as the department's 40th birthday stuff as well, isn't that nice?
