I know exactly how you feel. I got out of my last rut at the newspaper to enter the one I'm in now. Soon, though, I hope to find a nice, comfy rut, perhaps with verticle blinds and a good internet connection.

Go become an erk at your nearby airfield refuelling and servicing airplanes. They'll give you flying lessons for cheaper. Then you get qualified and become an instructor there, and after that, move on to airline captain.

get a teaching job at ngee ann polytechnic and move to singapore for a year. the job is not hard, the pay is ok, and you get 42 days holiday a year!!

unfortunately, you'd probably need to leave harry behind...

If you want to do web porn, I have a lot of server space.

If you want to do web porn, I have a lot of time to watch.

:P

Could this be an opportunity to move towards writing full time?

Missouri: Land of Opportunity. Hideous weather, mediocre universities which accept students sight unseen, but lots of job opportunities. I'm empoyed and am a lazy lout. Heh.

I'll swap you :) I hate being employed though. But you'd get to work with Graham! Excitement plus, I tell ya.

I extend an invitation to become co-employed in my adventures of unemployment.

Oh yes! Form after form after form after fucking form! Thank grud I've got my CD player to stop me from going insane.

You are much more than chopped liver, my friend. I meant local in that M & M live just over the hill, while you live over the other side of the city :(

I got your Christmas card! Thanks!

Ah, working's a mugs game. What you need is some sort of get rich quick scenario or perhaps a pyramid scheme or two.

Post more, you bastard-guy!

I think ruts tend to spit you up eventually. I just got yelled at by my boss for being late again. Poot-ting!

i got your card too! thanks shauny :)

Yeah, ditto. Made my day :) (Well, that and the Necks CD that also arrived in the mail.)
:) :) :)

I'm sending your chapbooks today. I doubt they'll show up before Christmas, but there's always hope. Still can't believe you wear shorts and barbecue on Christmas. It's cold and raining here today, the last of the fall leaves clinging to the deciduous trees. Argh.

That sentence about wearing shorts and barbecue was poorly worded. I apologize. It should've read more like this: "I can't believe you barbecue and wear shorts on Christmas." Because, unless you're a bunch of big partyers, you don't so much wear barbecue as eat it. Whatever. Anyway.

Shauny, does Marybeth speak the truth? Aussies wear barbecued shorts for Christmas?

Anyway, today's the day. And don't forget, whatever happens in the meeting, you're a High Quality Person :-)

Because it's bloody hot! What do you expect we'd be doing for Christmas? Building snowmen?
Anyway, snow is wet and cold and overrated.

Graham, I *know* it's hot there! :-p But *barbecued* shorts?

Jeez, you guys are smartasses. Making fun of the college student from America. Is this how you get your kicks? Huh? By preying upon those of us who are nearly illiterate and write a pathetic Shauny-wannabe blog? And if you ask me, barbecued shorts aren't such a bad idea. :P

Well, yes, barbequed shorts for the bloke who ignores the kitchen all year and then come summer decides he's King of the Barbeque and ends up setting his shorts on fire through incompetence whilst turning the snags and prawns. :)

Shauny, how did the meeting go?

All of this sucking up is starting to sound distinctly dollarshortish. ;)

hey! i'll have none of that, thankyou Little Shelfer :P

Sorry. *MWAH*!!!