Righto then, been an interesting week so far and we are only at Thursday.
MONDAY: That was follow up day with recruitment consultants, WHERE IS MY FUCKING DREAM JOB?, still out there apparently, but we have some prospects, good thing the market for facility Managers has not dried up. I would like a gig in Borneo, for purely selfish reasons. Those Calls also required that I attend a meeting on Tuesday, but we will get to that. Followed it all up with Footy training for the youngest fella, watched Australia the move..and we wont go into that except to say, I was so disappointed its not funny.
TUESDAY: I received a call from a mate Monday evening, he needed a hand to fit off some corry iron inside a building, its roofed now, instead of a ceiling lining of plaster, its cream colour band sheeting in 7 meter lengths, 3.5 m off the ground and about 30ft wide. Top of the arms are still sore. BUT IT PAID MONEY and thats what counts.knock off at 3pm, showered and what not, then had the meeting in town with the recruitment consultants at 4pm. That went well. Then popped into Carlton to Moretons Brassiere for dinner with around 8 people. A friend is back over from BOSTON, for 2 weeks, she moved over there about 3 months ago. so various projects were discussed, met a very Nice Aboriginal couple and their son as well, maybe a way of assisting them with some idea’s there as well, time will tell.
WEDNESDAY: Footy again, some writing and follow up calls to recruiters gain, more chasing on them fellows today as well. Boss lady has picked up another cleaning gig as well for a business, so I needed to take her through costing models for that one, possibly register a Business for her today i suspect as well, then chase up public liability insurance on top of that.
Went through withdrawal symptoms on Tuesday, not having access to a keyboard, Blunty, the blog or fucking twitter..DAM.
THURSDAY: Well so far, I have vacuumed the whole house, cleaned the kitchen and stacked the dishwasher, next is the youngest fellas room, talk about ground fucking zero, it looks like all major conflicts from the 1900’s have taken place across his floor. Maybe i should use a bobcat loader. then, its mop the floors, wipe down the stainless steel fridge an other gear as well, NOTE: make sure i use Enjo gear or the boss lady will have my arse in a sling.
pos that, I need to do some research on the Sultanate in Brunei and his succession chain, I have an idea to incorporate into Intense, we shall see where that goes, gotta chase up current ocean bed array systems as well for the writing. Work out just how and with how many fluffy bits I incorporate a, perhaps demoted and forlorn looking Fluffy in the writings, who I will kill off in the coming battles and who the hell will command the submarine. actually, I need to create the sub first, but I have my idea notes on that one.
Amongst that, I need to chase a couple of leads, follow up a mate and see if he has work, which i suspect he may well do and maybe prep teas too, casserole…sausages and what not I think, maybe with a stack of mash, that will also involve a trip to the supermarket too for the fresh vegies.
still, all is good, not completely broke yet, haven’t cut me fucking wrists or anything of that nature and me and the boss lady still talk, so I guess thats a good sign as well.