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I always think that I would struggle to be friends with someone who disagreed with something that was fundamentally important to me, but actually I don't think that's the case. Many of my friends and people-with-whom-I-am-friendly have wildly diverging opinions about things that are important to me, whether it be religion or feminism or politics or the quality of Legally Blonde 2, and I still like them, and I presume vice versa. So, no, I've never stopped being friends with someone over differences in political views.
In other news, I went out drrrrrrinking last night with Emma and Rachael. We started out at Alex's leaving thing at the Ordinance, and then moved through London like spectres, the smell of super-strong cocktails and the sound of rampant giggling whispering in our wake. Good times. And all the better for not having a hangover this morning.
I had an interview yesterday afternoon for that job I quite want, and it seemed to go OK (although was bizarrely quick), but I honestly can't tell any more, and I've been unsuccessful with my applications so far, so I will gloomily expect the worst. I should know by the end of the week, apparently.
I always think that I would struggle to be friends with someone who disagreed with something that was fundamentally important to me, but actually I don't think that's the case. Many of my friends and people-with-whom-I-am-friendly have wildly diverging opinions about things that are important to me, whether it be religion or feminism or politics or the quality of Legally Blonde 2, and I still like them, and I presume vice versa. So, no, I've never stopped being friends with someone over differences in political views.
In other news, I went out drrrrrrinking last night with Emma and Rachael. We started out at Alex's leaving thing at the Ordinance, and then moved through London like spectres, the smell of super-strong cocktails and the sound of rampant giggling whispering in our wake. Good times. And all the better for not having a hangover this morning.
I had an interview yesterday afternoon for that job I quite want, and it seemed to go OK (although was bizarrely quick), but I honestly can't tell any more, and I've been unsuccessful with my applications so far, so I will gloomily expect the worst. I should know by the end of the week, apparently.
