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As of Monday, i can now say i work for the Ministry of Defence, which sounds infinitely more interesting than saying i work for NTL or Virgin Media
Still don't know what i'm actually going to be doing yet, other than the fact it will be more callcentre shenanigans, but i have 2 weeks of training anyway, so i should be fine
Now i'm going to bugger off and play some more God of War
Pretty much better (finaly...), just some residual crapness in my muscle stamina that i am current remedying with a baptisim of fire of energetic activity using my almost renewed thank-fuck-i-can-get-out-of-bed-again vigor. Mentaly stable and prepped again after downtime, its good to feel somewhat content and balanced again. Lets see how long it lasts.
Having the xbox and copious amounts of smokes certainly helped my recovery, as did some carefull nursing. The idiotic doctor who gave...
I can either keep the remainder of my annual leave from work and use it around my birthday, to go away the weekend (or week?) and hopefully get some friends to go with me. Or.......
I have just been given to oppertunity to go on a themepark trip for 4 days to some European parks, with ERT and all sorts. It will mean getting a rides on Black Mamba, Troy, and all sorts of coastery goodness. But it will mean using my Annual leave...
...all the windows are open, the breeze is surprisingly warm. The sunshine is so hard I feel like the pavement is glaring at me. Staring out the window watching the world. Over in the playpark there's two little kids, maybe five or six, playing what I think might be some sort of superpower game.
"wait...wait!!!! ... let's make it ...."
Just below the window a group of five or six mid-twenties boys and girls wander by. Maybe it's the sunshine, maybe it's...
I stood stone-like at midnight suspended in my masquerade
I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade
I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch
I strolled all alone through a fallout zone and came out with my soul untouched
I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said "Sit down," I stood up
