Hey look, a new post! Been nearly a month and a half!
(The title is an Imogen Heap reference, by the way)

Before I say anything new and particularly important, I feel the need to say; I do actually miss the recordings of what I wrote the most. To be honest, I musically prefer Helen Trevillion, but there's a chance I'll be able to hear those songs again. Currently I only have my own memory to trust rather than that of a machine, to remember things I've written.

Ok. Here goes the actual post now.

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I applied for a job at Iceland today, there's a new one coming to my town.
I applied online. There was an "other" option in the gender dropdown menu. I know it's not ideal, but it's definitely still a step forward that (probably) lots of companies haven't taken. Being a closet non-standard gendered person, I still clicked "male"... which, although generally a bad thing, does take me more smoothly to my next points.

I am an Androgyne. That means, if you don't know, that I am between male and fem...
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I was woken up this morning by a call from Connexions (at about 11am, though). They want me to go to the job centre in the morning on a Monday or a Tuesday (great idea telling me that Tuesday). What they want to do is find out what sort of jobs I'd want. I'm not going to go, whether it might help or not.
I don't care if they've actually managed to help people before. I don't want their help. I do my own thing. I'll run to them if I ever start struggling to cope without money.
I know, I know, I ...
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