"Something Will Come Up Eventually..."

... If I hear that phrase once more I will honestly, actually, definitely tear off that persons bollocks, set them on fire then feed them to the pigeons in town that inadvertently shit on your head as you walk around aimlessly wondering what happened to Woolworths and trying to resist the temptation to buy those god-awful doughnuts from the Dinky Donut lady.. Or is that just me?

Besides, I KNOW something will come up eventually, I surely can't spend the rest of my life in unemployment because that's nearly impossible. After 10 years, I'd probably either take any job in the whole world or commit suicide. One or the other. I've found myself today applying for jobs I have very very little chance in even getting an interview so quite frankly things are getting desperate. I'm running out of ideas!

I'll be back on later to update further.. now however, I am being subjected to awful pain.

Sorry about that. A terrible amount of cramp overcome me and disabled me for over an hour. The worst cramp I've had in a while. However, I doubt you're reading this wanting to hear about the build up of lactic acid in my gastrocnemius, (yeah ive got a GCSE in PE :D). This evening I played 7-a-side, as I usually do on most Thursdays, however tonight was a tad different because it was only friendlies and all proceeds went to the HAITI appeal. Frankly, I think this should have stood for Help An Infant Track Imployment appeal. I cannot believe it took over 10 minutes for me to think of that and a) I'm not an infant, however much I act like one and 2) I fail at spelling - but it was the best I could come up with, even with the use of Thesaurus.com. Besides, the fact of the matter is I can't afford to pay £3 plus to some pan-american who's mud house has fallen down and to pay for a pack of peanuts for them. Ok, I did order in a pizza last night for £10.99 but that's a different matter. That pizza was nice. The Haitains probably don't even like peanuts..

At the moment, I'm watching a Jimmy Carr DVD at 00:40 downstairs on the "big tele". Our house has a "big tele" and a couple of "small teles", but my "small tele" has been taken over by aliens so now no longer works. Pain in the arse, even if I didn't watch it. I plan to watch a bit of Dara O Briain next. Warm up for the main event on 22nd May, (or is it the 26th? ... No? ... 28th?), where Kets managed to get two front-row centre tickets to go see the man himself in Milton Keynes. One of the 2 things I'm looking forward to! Other being Operation Rolling Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. See previous posts for details. Or just ask me. Either way.

Not a lot else to update you on. Other than 4 hours after I originally saved this post, I noticed a mistake in the first sentence. I put "here" instead of "hear". I thought I could speak English, but clearly not! Anyway, I may go on job sites for the 3rd time today although I get the feeling that may be pointless. Michael McIntyre it is.

Ciao x