sometimes i think man i'm such a tourist

ok, that's not so much true anymore. i haven't been doing as many tourist-ey things lately. the last thing i did that i would classify as truly tourist-esque would be going to the british museum. and that was last week. so it feels like it's been a while.

i'm still unemployed and that is starting to really really get to me. i just want to fill my days with SOMETHING rather than sifting continuously through ad after boring ad on gumtree (a classifieds site for london). the perk to that i suppose is that it can be done in the comfort of sweat pants and a tshirt.

i had a trial run at a restaurant up in islington. it wasn't too bad, actually. i could probably happily work there. i just wish i was TEACHING which is what i came here to do. the agency is kind of letting me down hardcore right now. it's been almost a month since i landed and i've had one interview for teaching. that's not exactly what i would consider to be "okay," or anywhere CLOSE to "okay." SOMETHING will come up I'm sure - i guess i'm just going to have to keep on trying. maybe i'll wrestle with the printer downstairs and print off a whackload of resume's and start meandering to various shops and stores and beg for a job. i hate that it has come down to this. i really do. and the weather turned cold today - the one day that would be a guaranteed good day to be in the park busking. perhaps if it is sunny instead of cloudy tomorrow that's what i'll be doing.

it's time to wander off. i have restless legs.