Weltschmerz

Off to mad ramblings for a much needed dose of joy.

Weltschmerz is indeed a good word, the deity clearing his throat as a museum attendant might when a visitor becomes over-excited and threatens to handle an exhibit.

Off to Work We Go

Off to Oxford Street tomorrow where a job agency is holding a walk-in Olympic Games job day. Walk in from 08:00, present passport and CV, get job. Well I bloody hope so anyway. Sitting at home all day slurping the daily ration of Famous Grouse (I am keeping it down to 1 bottle) and calculating on what day I will run out of money and have to kill myself is no fun at all.

Maybe they'll give me a gat and a rocket and put me on security. That would be cool.

Pity the Neighbours

Headphones? You can't bounce off the walls with headphones.

Anyhows, is the Skatalites with  Doreen Shaeffer.