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So it occurred to me that I haven't updated this thing in ages. The past few weeks have been spent frantically looking for work, which is a very strange, exhausting business. No interviews come for weeks on end, then they all come at once. Last week I had three in one day, and they can be distressing affairs, the group interviews are the worst, I find myself surrounded by the kind of people who go for call centre interviews and the interviewer asks what I do in my spare time, I tell them I read and sew. "Great! What do you sew?" ... "Eeeeerrr... clooothes..." I chuckled about it later though. I also have to apply for a certain obligatory number of jobs, despite the fact that I've been offered one next Monday, so I go to these interviews, get offered the jobs and then turn them down, leaving me with the feeling that I've wasted everyone's time... and suffered an undue amount of stress to go with it. I spent last night and this morning in group interviews for a call centre job that I've just turned down.
Less with the boring though.
My family invited Aris and I down to a holiday house in Sorrento where there was much recuperation and a ferry trip to Queenscliff, where we ate fish & chips and then I found an old copy of At the Mountains of Madness by Lovecraft. Reading Lovecraft after eating fish & chips and then taking a ferry over water both does and does not a good combination make... it was amusing at least. Since then I've developed a voracious appetite for Lovecraft, to the exclusion of all other literature... especially Harry Potter! For those who aren't aware, Galen's back, we're spending our weekends simulating blasting each other into little pieces using toy soldiers, dice and maths. We are shameless geeks, it's fun.
Also time is fast approaching when paintballing tickets need to be used, so some more realistic blasting into little bits will occur in Port Melbourne soon.
I'm not sure if I should admit to it but the urge to go out at night and do... whatever it is I used to do at clubs seems to be very slowly, very quietly making itself apparent... I don't know if it'll happen, but it's a possibility.
And I finally got a chance to get photos of both Aris and Justine's catsuits, the lighting's pretty crap but anyway...
Less with the boring though.
My family invited Aris and I down to a holiday house in Sorrento where there was much recuperation and a ferry trip to Queenscliff, where we ate fish & chips and then I found an old copy of At the Mountains of Madness by Lovecraft. Reading Lovecraft after eating fish & chips and then taking a ferry over water both does and does not a good combination make... it was amusing at least. Since then I've developed a voracious appetite for Lovecraft, to the exclusion of all other literature... especially Harry Potter! For those who aren't aware, Galen's back, we're spending our weekends simulating blasting each other into little pieces using toy soldiers, dice and maths. We are shameless geeks, it's fun.
Also time is fast approaching when paintballing tickets need to be used, so some more realistic blasting into little bits will occur in Port Melbourne soon.
I'm not sure if I should admit to it but the urge to go out at night and do... whatever it is I used to do at clubs seems to be very slowly, very quietly making itself apparent... I don't know if it'll happen, but it's a possibility.
And I finally got a chance to get photos of both Aris and Justine's catsuits, the lighting's pretty crap but anyway...