I know...not hugely catchy.
So yes - today, after viewing a rather nice flat in the south side of the city I went into town to sign on. A lot of questions were asked, and now, next week, I have to go for an interview to help me find a suitable job. Starting to think that just phoning the pub I put in an application form to might be a bit easier. At least I have an internship (for skills and something to keep me occupied) and even a crap menial job would at least keep me in digs (although there's always the chance that somewhere like a pub or a supermarket would play the 'overqualified' card).
Ah well - at least I have no more exams to stress me out on top of all this
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