Not Really, No.

Hmm. I have done my work so hard, fast and well that i have essentially worked myself out of a job. Not very clever, huh? Well yes. I've shown myself to the people that matter that i am capable, willing and bursting to work at something complex, time-consuming and above all important. Important enough for me to be paid more than i am currently, which is not enough, to which my (f)ailing bank account would attest were it chipper enough to understand. So i've gone and got myself a credit card...

Actually i've had one for years, since University when it sat sucking money from me. A steady £10 a month dribbling away at £6 of interest per month. I cleared it when i got a job and cut the card up. Yet, they send me a statement telling me my balance is £zero and my credit limit is £750! Wow. It was £350 all the way through Uni, when i could have used it most!

So, that'll take the slack until my other credit card arrives. Accidently i applied online for an Egg card before finding out that i could use my existing one. Oh well, the terms are better on the Egg card so i'll just use that one.

How dull. Why must i be growning up?