Grmp.

I just got knocked back from the cushiest job ever. There was a position for a tutor to teach 2nd year Microbiology (and possibly 2nd year Immunology, piss easy), to the nuffers over at the Institute of Land and Food Resources. ie. Ag students. I was told by my supervisor that they were desperate and that they would probably even pay me an extra hour for preparation if I asked, they were so desperate.

But no. I call up and the positions have been filled. Even though I wasn't exactly orgasming in my underwear over the prospects of teaching Ag nuffers, I still find it depressing.

Anyway, at least Eva and I had a good time last night at Nick and Sarah's new place, with mstakenidentity and Long-haired Lisa (what the hell is her last name, anyway?), which is what we needed quite badly. It's been a stressful couple of weeks.

....

I still can't believe ILFR knocked me back...those bastards couldn't organise a root in a brothel full of nymphomaniacs...