So life has been very weird, complex, difficult, different and
sporadic for a while. But that happens. It's probably all to do with the tides, the
moon, what colour undies you're wearing, what fruit is in season, the job
market and complex stuff like that. It's been trying. But I also keep trying
purely because as annoying as life can be, I can be more so.
Jobs have been weirdly sporadic and since being made redundant
last year, I've done a lot of diverse things. I'm flexible like that. You
wanna pay me? Sure I'll turn up. No, I'm not much fussed what I do for the money
because I'm sure I'll be able to do it because like any hired gun
flexibility is the key and hell, longevity is not an issue. Like Darth McVader above. Give me a moment and I'm sure I can take a
crack at the unicycle thing. As for bagpipes? How hard can they be?
I got a call from the temp agency today to do some work this
week and next. It's essentially telling people where to go. You know - directions
- go left, go right, go to the far queue. I said - sure, no worries. One day I
may get a real job but due to this cycle of what-the-fuckery that I find myself
in, I can be a temporary person once more. Pay me and it shall be.
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