Fear and Loathing in the Desert Capital

I dunno if Adelaide is really any kind of desert OR much of a capital, but hey, it sounded cool.

I've had just about enough of living a 'normal' life. Working for... er.. the place I work... is getting me down, big time.

I arrive, i sit and do my parrot act, then several hours later I go home.

I never have enough money to save a cent, let alone BUY anything.

It's fucking tragic, really. Haha I nearly edited that fuck out but I realised - I CAN SAY WHATEVER I WANT!!

So I wanna start a job where I have an assload of fun, and somebody pays me for it.

I want someone to pay me for this, but I dunno if enough people actually READ blogs. Hell, most people I KNOW don't read my damn blog.

Let's ignore, for now, the idea that I never update it - I'm updatin' it now!

But man, this supermarket life is getting me freakin' down. The sun comes up, the bus arrives (late), the clock strikes 9, my lunch is over before I'm even hungry, I go home, I do some dishes, I go to bed, the sun comes up...

I really had my hopes up about a job the last couple of weeks and it seems it's fallen through... and I'm starting to realise I'm not going anywhere without a huge amount of luck, or failing that, some back breaking.

I think it's about time I started doing it myself. Make myself a job with the skizillz.

So if you wanna pay me to rag on someone, or bitch about something - post a comment.

I'll definitely reply.