Been working for the last three days.

It's a pretty okay job; paperwork that sorta thing with a pretty okay pay. Okay, maybe okay's not a very good word to describe my pay. Eight buckeroos an hour's the most I've ever gotten.

Anyways, paperwork and stuff was for the first two days.

Now it's packing up the gigantic studio and organising my boss' Tatler magazines.

My shoulders and calves are aching, and I only had a chicken pie for lunch.

Nevermind, it's all for the money and maybe, just maybe, I'll lose a little weight.

Off to shower then settle down for a good sleep tonight.

More packing tomorrow!