Glad Tidings!

You guys!

I have a job!

I have a French translator/Interpretor job for a perfume company! And it is in Leeds and I start a week on Monday and I am SO relieved and happy and excited.

And a little freaked out because it is like a real, grown up job.

Oh hell. I'm a grown up...

But on the plus side, money and an excuse to go shopping and now I will be able to do all manner of things. Weren't we organising a marmfish meet up?

All in all, I think this calls for

Creepy Tom Felton Arms of Victory!


\o/

ISN'T THAT JUST THE MOST CREEPTACULAR THING YOU HAVE EVER SEEN?!

It totally makes me want to sit Tom Felton down and have a chat about the difference between 'edgy' and ridiculous and say "Oh Tom, why?" a good few times...



I MEAN, IT IS HILARIOUS AND KIND OF SECOND HAND EMBARRASMENT INDUCING AND WEIRDLY EPIC.

I am gainfully employed AND today I saw the Tardis in a museum display of Dr Who props. I will now try and pass on some of my good karma.

In conclusion