No fear... I'm in the pub!

The. Fear.

What is this trickery? Will it steal my soul?

Ways to make a living.

As I was ambling out of the pub after my lunch today I saw a very odd sight, there was an (admitedly very pretty) girl wearing nothing but a bikini being photographed infront of the castle (sorry mike, I didn't get a pic) . What made this an even stranger sight was the fact that she was coveredfrom head-to-toe in Red paint.

She was (rather predictably) surrounded a crowd of foreign schoolkids - who presumably were not expecting to see anything quite this interesting in windsor, and seemed happy enough - but my goodness there have to be easier ways of making a few quid

Recently.

Well. Whats been going on I don't hear you ask - well, I'm currently at the end of a lovely 70 hour working week and while I'm feeling a little bit wiped out I do think that I'm getting used to the early mornings (up at 6am every day).

The place that I was temping (HiFX) has taken me on as a permanent member of staff, and whilst this causes a little temporary poverty (as I move from weekly to monthly pay) should leave me a fair bit better off at the end of the day. The work is still pretty interesting and the people are all nice.

By way of a little celebration (and a lot of foolishness) I went out and ordered myself a new computer (this one). Its due to be delivered at the end of the month, and whilst I have little idea how i'll fit it into my shoebox of a room I'm sure it'll all work out perfectly. probably.

Other than this? not a lot - there isn't much time for anything very much else. I was made to go (under a little, but unustifiable protest) to a roller disco in london for haley's birthday which was an interesting experience, and really does go to show that i ought not to be allowed on wheels of any description.