Its 0152 in the morning. the girls have all gone to bed and switched off the lights, am writing the blog in the dark using the light from my phone as a guide when i need to see the keys on the key board. how low can one get, I really need to get a life. speaking of which at the moment mine is pretty non existent or I wish it was anyway, have bills loads of bills been letting them slide thinking they will go away, but if you have ever had dealings with the debt collectors you willl know they are the sort that never go anyway infact the dude will even camp at your door step the whole day or even three depending on where you have told your partner to pretend you have gone. The dude goes 'have you got anything of value? ' as if I would freely give him that information like yeah I have got a sony xiao laptop plus a state of the art surround system not to mention the 50 inch sony plasma with HDTV I recently just bought.

okay i was very depressed and suicidal thoughts roaming in my mind. not that I was thinking of killing myself but it helps get you really depressed, anyway i then passed this electrical shop and thought what a good way to cheer.......................you know what forget it if you really want to know I just saw the damn thing, liked it and bought it, so you can shove that up the debt collectors bottom when you see him cause final notice or final final final notice I aint paying up!!!!!

25yrs and still waiting, It would have been okay had I been 24 at least then I would be able to say not yet 24 so dont have to wait. How life does pass some of us swiftly by. In fact mine has kind of sprinted away as if it was Marion Jones on steroids at the 2005 olympics. With all the pills they are making these days like slim an inch pills, gain an inch pills, tone up your waist pills and tone down your waist pills you would have thought someone somewhere would have come up with a shave a couple of years off your age pills, I could surely do with a years supply of those, even if it means putting my credit card details on a doggy south american website which will never deliver the pills, I dont care just gimme the Goddamn pills.

anyway which brings me back to my point, went on the doggy website two years ago, enetered my credit card details, some south american online company promised to dispatch the goods aka shave a few years off your age pills, but 2yrs down the line am 25 and still waiting probably the damn pills found their way onto Ebay by now, so please if you see a posting with shave age and pills all in one sentence please send me a message for they are my pills or else im in danger of being 26 and still waiting.

13 September 2006        Still in Between Jobs

Last one having ended 10 months earlier and desperately hunting for the next one. I wasn’t exactly unemployed. Unemployment is sort of well more permanent, ask anyone from Stock Street they’ll tell ya, we sort of form a line right down into Nielston road for the good old Giro on a Monday. Ain’t fibbing, I know there is now all that huha about direct payments but figure this one out, why open a bank account when all that is ever going to come in is 28.70 every week or two.

Me thinks Halifax and them big banks wont be breaking down your door with offers of current accounts or my favourite (though I don’t yet have it account) the so called "one account

Chances are you will end up with one of those annoying cash card accounts, which don’t buy in shops or offer you any leeway in terms of a little borrowing. So if you have 98p in the account (which would be lucky as we a talking stock street here) and you want to go for one of those burger King 99p burgers ...forgetaboutitmate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not with the cashcard anyway.

I hate the damn things loath them, if I were Prime Minister the things wouldn’t see another light of day. Which brings me back to when I was in between jobs. Woman at the jobcentre asks what type of vacancy I was looking for, (well I wasn’t looking just enjoying being in between, but she didn’t know that did she?) well I wasn’t going to say factory work or cleaning, learnt that from the last time I was jobless

(Yeah jobless, this time there was no in-between pretence, I had lost a job and there was no way anyone would hire me 30 miles from the beloved street)

Well that is before Kelly 'jobcentreplus eager beaver' decided to lend a hand. That very day I left armed with 3 applications 2 of which looked dangerously promising. Had to twick the CV to escape being hired, a jail term here, an assault charge there and a stint at the young offender’s institute did the trick.

Anyhow to cut a long story short my type of vacancies nowadays are professional jobs, prime ministerial office etc that will keep the offers away for some time, but am watching that prime ministerial office one like a hawk. From the way things are looking for the labour party Kelly might be hauling my fat arse back to work pretty soon. Twicking the CV will probably lend me the job after all it takes is a good liar etc better claim to be an honest law abiding church loving anti war supporter if I’m to see the next two years still in between jobs.