Don't even try it Kat

If Kaz is having a bad day (and Kaz, after reading your blog I sympathize dude) the most obvious goddess to blame it on - and the one conveniently passing the blame onto others by the way - would be Kat. After all she IS the OTMLS here. Obnoxious and trouble making among other things. So I blame her.
Kat's theory is that because I'm happy that my flatmate is going away and therefore her jerk of a boyfriend will be away for 3 weeks it means that a balance of happiness and unhappiness has to balance out and so Kaz seems to be getting all the bad stuff. Kinda convenient that a certain OTMLS didn't get any bad stuff if you ask me. So therefore I'll take some credit but not all of it
But, yeah Kat, I did email you to annoy you for the rest of the week.

The perfect job

for me and Kat for when we get sick of teaching is spies. As anyone who has either read Kat's latest blog and/or ever had to listen to a Kat and Sarah conversation will no doubt agree, our conversations tend to be, well, let's just say somewhat odd and unusual to say the least. Therefore my random thought for the day is that if there's ever another war - and let's face it, with Bush leading the US it's not such an unlikely possibility given his talent for pissing off practically every country on earth - the govt doesn't need to worry about expensive code machines, all they need to do is have me and Kat emailing/MSNing each other about any important battle plans, troop movements etc. The enemy won't have a hope of figuring the messages out. Admittedly our side might have problems too but the enemy will have much bigger ones. And considering that a Kat, Kaz and Sarah conversation can be even more confusing than just a Kat and Sarah conversation, if Kaz were to get involved as well... highly annoying for the enemy but so much fun for us.

The stalker

Had a grand total of 1 lesson today. So got the bus into town as usual. All good so far. There was this old woman a few seats away from me on the bus. Still all good. She needed help off the bus so helped her. Still all good. After getting off said bus she wouldn't let go. NOT all good. Short of pulling away and making her fall over there wasn't a hell of a lot I could really do so ended up going into work and getting the Turkish staff to talk to her. Apparently she was convinced we were friends (how can you be friends with someone you've never met before and don't know?)and wanted me to go have a cup of tea with her - so NEVER going to happen! -. The staff tried telling her I had to go teach. Which I dıd. Just not for another hour but there was no way in Hades we were telling her that. Eventually got rid of her although she was waiting outside for a while. So I evidently have my very own stalker. This wouldn' be the work of certain Olympians would it by any chance?

Well it's true

Sweetie is NEVER I word I appreciate being used in relation to me. The Goddess of wisdom, war, arts and crafts and Athens is not, never has been and never will be sweet or any variation of that word or any simiiar to it. For those who have no clue what the Tartarus I'm going on about my otherwise nice flatmate Laura has an extremely annoying habit of occasionally calling me sweetie. Me sweet? You got the wrong goddess there dude. Go try Aphrodite or Irene. They might tolerate it. And unfortunately I can't kill her as she speaks Turkish and so still has use as a potential translator. Darn it. Emailed Kat about this disturbing habit of Lauras which she found highly amusing and therefore posted part of the email on her blog. (Eris in the links section for those interested)
Pretty much nothing's happening here, still only 2 classes plus extras so not exactly a heavy workload. Got paid for August yesterday. A grand total of 23 bucks. That's what you get when you only do 2 hrs for the month. Dammit.
Off to investigate finding food now. Later all.