  It's 9: 33 am,  earlier than I would normally write a post but I've decided to beat the queues here at Great Yarmouth Library by arriving as soon as the doors open. nbsp;  My cunning plan seems to have paid off& nbsp;
because here& nbsp; I am,  hooked up to the interweb,  tapping away in relative peace.  &
nbsp;  I'm in& nbsp; a better mood today& nbsp; because&
nbsp; I've assigned myself with& nbsp; various tasks to do& nbsp; in order to give my day some structure.
nbsp;  Tasks include& nbsp; calling FE colleges in London and asking them to send me application forms& nbsp; for any&
nbsp; jobs they might have,  sending off my C. V to& nbsp; language schools and perusing the Guardian jobs section.
nbsp; nbsp;  All this ought to help keep madness at bay. nbsp;  I'm feeling pretty darn smug already as I managed to get out of bed at 7: 15 am,
 as soon as the alarm went off,  rather than ignoring it and drifting back off to sleep. nbsp; nbsp;  It's coming to something when getting up early is such a novelty it becomes a pleasure.  &
nbsp;  Once I shook off sulk mode yesterday I called Camden Jobtrain for feedback. nbsp;  Apparently I'm 'eminently employable'& nbsp;  but I didn't have enough experience teaching refugees (
well,  any experience)  and that's something I can easily do something about and so consequently I feel much more optimistic. nbsp;  It proves that decent EFL jobs are out there and that I can get them too. nbsp;
 & nbsp;  Right,  that's brief but it is early in the morning. nbsp;  I'll add more later,
 if I haven't been shoved off the computer by the tribe of Italian teenagers sent by Frisby's School of English ( I kid you not)  to email their Mamas and Papas back home. nbsp;  Thanks for all your encouraging comments,  those of you who've left them,
 they're much appreciated and a welcome side effect of blogging.  & nbsp;  Oh,  while I remember,  I've decided not to watch Big Brother anymore.
nbsp;  The phrase I've invented to describe it is Chicken Nuggets for the Soul. nbsp;  I'm spending way too much time in front of the TV at the moment and so last night I wrote in my journal for an hour while it was on instead. nbsp;  I think it was when I found myself watching the live coverage and BBLB and the Big Brother forum that I knew it had to come to an end.
nbsp;  Wish me luck with getting a life!
