I could express shock and horror about how little of the year is remaining, but that wouldn't make for compelling reading, would it?
So maybe I'll dither on a little about my hunt for gainful employment. More specifically, my single job application. I submitted another one, but it was for something I was no way near qualified for, so no surprise if the application just disappeared down a black hole of no return. I just finished the second round of the process, which was the assessment centre thing. Since this is my first proper job application, it was really quite interesting, though I felt like I screwed up pretty bad. Oh well. But what I want to meander down a tiny tirade about is the 'Personality Questionare' they had us shade in at the end of it. Oh joy. My entire existence and psyche reduced to a series of True/False, Yes/No statements. I also happily lied my way through portions of it and sat on the fence with the ? option quite a bit. Take that, character profiling computer! I wonder what kind of split-personality welded-together creation I must have come across as. Muahaha.
Anyway, this being a former colonial outpost, there are all these relic street names like 'Waterloo Street'. I was doing a little exploration of the old part of town, um, last month, and when I got there, I was compelled to put on The Kinks' Waterloo Sunset as well as David Bowie's cover of it. Which made me think of the last time I was in Waterloo in London and put the song on as well.
I haven't been on an exploratory expedition in a while. Would like to embark on one soon. Hmmm.
Right, now to euthanise this rather pointless post.
