The Daily Sinecure: Winter Edition
Well, here I sit again, at this desk, doing the job I was over-qualified for and yet still didn't get some months back. Typical of pretty much everywhere I've ever worked, they'd rahter not give me the position, but love to draft me in whenever the other person isn't available. Could be worse I suppose. If nothing else it gives me ample opportunity to sit back and relax while reading Charlie Brooker in the Guardian and leisurely edit my way through the un-published reviews on Square Go, or throw another few hundred words at my pitifully slow going satire for NaNoWriMo.
Lets see how the day goes.
Lets see how the day goes.