HARD CORE!

Because I absolutely could not resist.  Though I may regret it in the morning.



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Jobseeking

Finally heard back about that job I interviewed last week; I did not get it. Apparently it was nothing on the technical front, they were simply after somebody energetic, bright-eyed and busy-tailed, and I do usually come across as somewhat laid back.  It is a failing of mine.  In my last job I was advised to try to look more stressed by things, since cow-orkers were apparently annoyed that I could be so relaxed as everything fell down around us.

In an unrelated story, I appear to have left my car insurance documentation in Ilkley, which is annoying as I need to tax my car before the end of the month, and because I know almost exactly where it is.  Mayhap I shall visit mother some time mid next week.

And finally, a cry for validation stolen from myki:

Feel free to post anonymously, this post is unlocked and open to all.

Say whatever you like about me, it doesn't have to be a love note, they can be friendly or unfriendly comments, complimentary or abusive, whatever you wish.

Talk to me people...tell me what you really think.

Sticky cream

I have found my bottle of latex-rubber milk.  It says use by 3/10/04.  It smells the same as ever.

Dreamjournal

Dreams last night: I have a disconnected image of, for some reason, a list of songs including "Mr E's Beautiful Blues" by Eels.  I think it was in the context of a pirated CD owned by my Mum.  Which is odd in and of itself.  More clearly, though, I remember a huge sequence involving two rival schools of clowns, of all things, presented partly in live-action and partly in the form of comic-book panels bearing the distinctive style of artist Tom Grummett.  I have a distinct picture of youths in grey T-shirts, with heads painted white and hair shaved down to stubble (including the girls), arguing very earnestly about something.  Possibly there was a Romeo/Juliet thing going down.  It did at one point veer into LRP territory, in that I myself took the role of one of the white-headed goons, staggering through a forest for some reason.  There were discernible shades of Harry Potter.

In other news, having discovered a previously-forgotten National Savings account, I have splashed out on the World of Warcraft that everybody's so excited about (Baa).  I very much imagine that I will be playing a Night Elf, and also a Troll at some point.

UPDATE: Works quite nicely, though there seem to be some issues involving the patchy wireless connection. It held quite nicely for a couple of hours though.