The title says it all, and i recommend the track above to set up this blog post.

I now have a reference, which i provided to the job agency, the only problem is - a letter confirming my termination of employment was delivered through my door this morning, I've been told thier going to do what they can before I'm fired.

My termination date is friday, if that reference can get to the agency before then, I'm saved, if not, I'm screwed.

Im going to the C.A.B in any case to see what i can do anything about the events beforehand (after Royce stuck the idea into my head) and if i can do anything about a "Constructive Dismissal" (as thats the first time ive ever heard it used).

Im still searching for another job in any case, as anythings better than what im doing now, because - Heather number 2 turned out to be absolutely fucking crazy. Ever since i announced my visit to lampeter, shes been driving me into situations where i seem to be always argueing with her, claiming that she's fed up with the same old conversations, yet all she parrots on about is "Facebookfacebookfacebookfacebookfacebook" and complaining that i dont accept her applications, whatever the hell they are - and then i logged into facebook.

12,000 Requests awaited me.

And she will not stop bugging me even though what happened between us frazzled out, and then she suggested that i give her the password. There are a grand total of two people i have ever trusted with ANY of my passwords, both of them are long time friends who I hold in high regard, and one of them reads this very blog. Anyone who reads this blog knows how i feel about calling anyone a "best friend" because im scared that giving anyone that label again will lead to my downfall, which will explain this next section.

Her idea for this problem, was for me to give her, my passwords.

You can allready tell my answer can't you? There is no way in hell Im providing ANYONE with my personal passwords, to that kind of information - yet she insists that I HAVE to give them to her, every time she asks the questions at work, I can feel the paranoid skitzoid tendancies creeping in, the tensing up in the seat, my stomach feeling as if its frozen entirely, and through all this reaction, she wont take NO for a god-damn answer, despite how many times I say it to her, and explain why, all I get is the question asked again - followed by the question "Why?"

I mean, I've said no, I've explained why - yet she continues on her blinkered path. After this theres an incident on MSN. I log into MSN, to chat in the background of whatever im actually doing, if Im working, I have msn in the background for when i take quick breaks, the same goes for drawing, writing, reading, listening to music or watching movies, MSN for me, is a background thing, for when i take quick breaks. She logs into msn, and expects me to deliver unto her, my complete and undived attention as I was working, which I did explain. Yet she kept pushing and pushing, until she eventually drove the conversation into her yelling at me for doing my college work, and then she stopped giving me lifts home from work, which leaves me with an hour and a half walk home every night at half 11.

Ugh - after my experiences so far, I'm just playing it by ear for a while - as hard as it is to believe, Craig Mansfield is putting "True Love" on hold until he can find someone who isnt fucking crazy - with college partys on the horizon (and I cant believe its ME thats saying this) Im happy with the occasional night of random passing fun.

That thar, be the end of this blog . . . Excuse me while i go and kill some form of digital something . . .

Oh yeah - and with my Lampeter visit, I mentioned it on here, Royce sent an email saying it'd be okay for me to visit - but In the past week, I havent caught one free moment of him to ask, so I might as well ask here, as he may get around to reading it - Dude, could i kindly ask permission to crash around yours for the weekend?

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