I'm Awake.

Got home late and went straight to bed. Had interesting dreams about carrying chinese pudding in my pocket. And now, I need to start getting ready for work.

Is it the weekend yet?

Time is of the essense.

Time is something I seem to have very little of, right now. It seems that there are dozens of demands upon my time, each of them important, and I have so little time right now that I have to dole it out in dribs and drabs.

( Click for my Whinging )

A Headhunter called me today.

Seems like they're looking for someone to work in Mirabel in an entirely French setting. Doesn't sound like a job for me, although I'm otherwise qualified. Still, its nice to think that now I'm employed everyone thinks I'm more employable...