|raisedbymoogles (raisedbymoogles) wrote,|
@ 2007-12-07 20:29:00
|Current music:||Apollo 9 - Adam & the Ants|
|Entry tags:||real life, the future onoes, women's issues|
According to this site, if I want to get a UK work visa, I need to find an employer willing to import me. Which it looks like most wouldn't be willing unless you're a nurse or an IT person. Possibly my best bet is to hang out in America a while longer. That way I can get a bachelor's degree (ugh, more school!) and build up my savings account and apply for the Highly Skilled Migrant Programme. ...Or I could sucker some poor Brit into marrying me. Because I'm such a femme fatale and all. 6_6
Notice this doesn't really solve my most pressing problem, i.e. Where The Hell Am I Gonna Go After I Graduate.
OH OH ALSO. Nigella Lawson + being called fat = WHAT. (Yes, it's another skinniness-in-the-media rant. Deal with it. While you're at it go read the comments, there's some really good ones.)
First, that woman is gorgeous. Look at her, seriously. Second - she's a professional chef. Since when is it her job to be a beanpole? What kind of message would that send?
I've been getting really irate about this issue lately.
EDIT: I've squished three bugs in the past two weeks that look like this. No wonder I've been so itchy lately. ...Oh, shit.