a veces, la vida es mala..

which is wierd, because i guess i don't believe that life, by itself, can be cruel..but times like right now, you can't help but wonder who is..

i just found a great job...working for shelter, in manchester

the deadline is one pm tomorrow. in london.

the only way i can get it there on time is to sit at my desk all afternoon filling the form in and probably get yelled at by my boss when he catches me...
and then ask if i can leave early tonight to make it to the post office.
and then find some money on the path on the way to the post office, since i have none of my own right now and it will cost to get it there by one pm tomorrow.

see, la vida es malissima.

sod a dog........................................