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MORTOK'S JOURNAL
Late or Early?
It's 4 AM! Instead of sleeping like a normal person, I've been pimping out my profile, which has gone (as they say) "from whack to bitchin'". Go check it out.

Why are you still here? Well, since you ARE, I have some more news. I AM GOING TO SEE MY (REAL) FRIENDS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SIX MONTHS! This is what we Australians call 'a very big deal'. Come Monday, me and three other people (whose names I would never be stupid enough to reveal to you, since chances are you are a crazy stalker with a blood fetish, and probably also a furry), are going to the city. What we do when we get there is not important. The point is we're going.

Whelp, so long, losers. I have a life to get back to. For once.

-Quote of the day-

"We've all heard that a million monkeys banging on a million typewriters will eventually reproduce the entire works of Shakespeare. Now, thanks to the Internet, we know this is not true."--Robert Wilenksy





The Job Hunt: Part Two
Yesterday, I went to the city and I applied at Dymocks Bookstore, Angus & Robertson, EB Games, and a store called "GAME" that sells, surprisingly enough, games! EB and Angus & Robertson are both looking for people over Christmas. Personally, I'd prefer EB, cause I know I can find it again. Angus & Robertson is tucked down in some weird corner that probably won't be there when I go back.

I also tried to apply at JB Hi-Fi, and they gave me this huge form I have to fill out. It actually REQUIRES references, which are difficult, since I haven't had a real job before. I can instead give them the details of two people that know me well, but relatives won't be accepted, and I so I need to find someone who can be reasonably relied upon to vouch (read: lie) for me.

The bus trip back was prety hectic. I walked around the entire Canberra Centre two and a half times before I found my stop. For those of you who might be reading this who happen to be unfamiliar with the Canberra Centre, that is a LOT of walking. Then, when I got on the bus, I started to panic because I didn't recognise any landmarks and thought it must be because I was on the wrong bus. But I stayed on it, like an idiot, and everything turned out alright.

In other news, I recently found out my bank card has expired, and I have to get a new one from the bank. Since I don't have driver's license (since I don't drive), I have to ferret through the entire house and any and all unpacked boxes that may be around in order to find enough forms of valid identification. I could get a proof of age card, but to get one of those I have to prove a) that I am really me, and b) that I am really my age, which leads us back to the identification issue. Why can't banks just take fingerprints, or a blood sample?

-Quote of the day-

"Banks have a new image. Now you have 'a friend,' your friendly banker. If the banks are so friendly, how come they chain down the pens?"--Alan King





 
 
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