The old skool job search seemed to be a bad idea. I have woken with a sore head and no newspaper.
It seems odd that I no longer get the Friday feeling or fancy a crunchie.
Not a lot going on today. Just had breakfast/lunch (Brunch) and have just applied for a job I think I've already applied for on Wednesday. They're starting to all look the same to me now.
Right, off to the pub for lunch and a some hair from a dog called Carling.
Carlings hair has been good to me and on a plus note I've redeemed myself at darts. Waiting for the train now to visit good old brum and enjoy a few beers with the family. Not that it matters but I'm suprised to see that it's running to schedule. The train that is not my family.
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