So very tired...

As expected this morning was horrendous, needing to get up at 9 after getting home at 3. I wasn't at all hungover, again thanks to the endlessly helpful advice from Calvin a while back about drinking loads of water before you go to bed after drinking. However there was no dodging the tiredness and I spent the majority of the day in a stupor, failing to comprehend simple conversations with colleagues and spending much of my time walking around in an aimless daze. I discovered the vague possibility of a job going at the High Street store; someone who can run the camera section. It would mean a simple exchange if it works out well, and if there's enough hours to make it worthwhile it would mean no more annoying late shifts and running around spending loads on taxis trying to catch buses. I'm phoning up tomorrow to find out more, and mentioned it to my Deputy Manager. I don't want to make out I'm a star colleague by any means but I do my job without any real problems. Because of this he doesn't really want me to leave but instead of straight out saying so he resorted to mind game tactics as he so often does, but misses the mark as he so often does, making it difficult to keep a straight face as I simply said "I'll phone up and discuss it tomorrow" to his claims of why I will hate it there.

This evening has been completely inconsequential, literally nothing worth mentioning. Tomorrow was meant to be the day of our move but my parent's mattress was due to be delivered today and the courier phoned up to inform us it was torn, asking if we still wanted it. We declined their offer so due to them having nowhere to sleep we've got to postpone it a few days. Tomorrow will be less fraught therefore, but will still be taken up largely by lugging heavy stuff around.

Song of the day was chosen by Iain Rough, who turned 16 today. He un-subtly suggested in a facebook message that I choose this song and dedicate it to him as a birthday present. So here it is, Bullet For My Valentine - Waking the Demon. It's definitely one of their best songs and it's got a cool video too. In looking for a video on youtube for it I confirmed something I though when I saw it on Scuzz ages ago; there's two versions of the song. A gay one and a good one. The good one is below and the gay one is uploaded by Bullet's own youtube account so is not embeddable by some copyright paranoia. HERE'S a link, but it completely destroys the power of the proper version.