Milkround

Well its a milkround for jobs actually. More interviews, more offers and hopefully something good turns up.

Its really hammering it down with rain and high winds at the moment, if you see world news its a cold front moving into the south of the UK. Cheers to global warming or whichever shiznit is the reason for it.

Right now the friends I am staying with are really helping me to research a nice stellar job , but I have to say its a bit depressing because I am starting all over again from where I left off with David and Birmingham. Meh.

A good thing, an important thing to note: Everyone goes through this roundabout. I did wonder whether someone hates me out there and takes pains to torture my poor soul, but the best and greatest say the same; its how you get up.

New song for the day ..... Nickelback ! Its a controversial song, but exchange the lyrics for becoming a yuppie 40-something with a nice house, and you get my drift.

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving fifteen cars
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blonde hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary of
Today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
Drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar