Too hot, too humid.

Hey All,

I know that I'm a like a broken record or a skipping cd on the weather, but it isn't giving up.

Anyways, here's the news:

I did a volunteer shift at the Charity Shop yesterday. They seemed to like me well enough. It was pretty cruisy, but I did make a note to be more assertive with how I am going to be lifting things like wardrobes, as doing so yesterday gave me a stiff back today. I hope I haven't done any permanent damage to my spine or the muscles that connect to it.

Probably the funniest moment was when the pretty girl there read my Volunteer form and did a double take when she did the maths on my Date of Birth. Everyone thinks I'm 18. Must be the haircut.

I was musing this morning that if I'd fathered a child when I was fifteen, people might think that he and I was brothers.

Then again, if I had fathered a kid at 15, I most probably would not look so youthful.

Today: got up early, listened to Lauren Laverne on Xfm, ironed jeans listening to one of the CDs I have to review (remembers I should be researching the band online... pauses to run google)

Okay, now I know more about Exhale.

Rest of the day: wrote applications to the jobs that the Jobcentre printed out for me. Went up to Stratford to get some envelopes. Tomorrow I'll print them all out, post them off and then do another volunteer shift at the charity shop.

I'm suspecting that one of my flash chips really wants to be retired, since when I try to transport text files with it, they come up garbled.

Anyways, I'm heading off.

Over and out.

J