Money, money, money...
Yes, I have the Abba song imprinted on my skull this evening. Weird, though, but for some reason I feel way less depressed than last night. I guess it's no good sulking, is it?
I watched the end of Casanova yesterday after posting here. Ack, it was very good, but it made me cry! And here I was thinking it would cheer me up.
Anyway, I've frozen my pension today, although they might still take one more month. That will help a little. Depending on what I come out with next month, I may have to lose my cable too. We'll see.
I've had the local papers for jobs tonight, but the whole country is in meltdown, and I think its FAR from the worst yet.
And yes, unless there is a war, famine, alien invasion or similiar between now and March 27th, I'm still going to Wales. As Willy Wallace once said, or was it Mel Gibson...
They can take my friggin' wages, but they'll never take my freedom.
Something like that, anyway....*grins*