The Interview part 1

I have spent all morning on my bed, phone by my side running over answers in my head in anticipation of the phone interview I was about to have. Yes, that's right. Mr. B could soon be working at the local Sanity store. Not only would this be a source of income it may also give me new posting topics. Anyway I had the interview and felt pretty good about it. At this point I'd like to say just how cool phone interviews are. None of this wondering if you'll look well dressed or like a mommy's boy, over the phone you're judged in areas I feel much more comfortable in. There I was, in a familiar and comfortable environment, trying to impress the interviewer in my PJ's. Anyway whether I get the job or not I'll be told by Friday and I'll pass the verdict on to you. Will it be a moment of glory or failure? Stay tuned and find out!

This Post's Too Shit for a Title

Let me just start off by saying that I have officially managed to keep this blog updated daily for 3 weeks. You may recall from my very first post that I was skeptical of my abilities to offer anything worth reading and predicted that I would be packing an unfinished blog into the back of the closet. It's kinda strange admitting this but I find blogging a satisfying and enriching experience. Just though I'd let you know, that IS what blogging is all about after all (isn't it?).

Fuck! I was gonna post some more shit, but I'm needed elsewhere right now. Many appologies to my loyal readers who have come to expect more from me, but this might have to be all for today. Perhaps you might like to bask in the irony of the fact that this post was supposed to celebrate my unexpected longevity and in itself is by far one of the shortest postings I've ever made. Once again, sorry guys. Hopefully I've greatly improved by Monday.

PS. Got our new fridge this afternoon. It's fucking sweet!

A Day in the Life

It seems that whilst I've been running off on personal agendas with my blog (about 1/3 praise and 2/3 chastising) I've sorta been neglecting to do the whole "today I brushed my teeth" kinda blog. You're probably asking yourselves about now whether I've "lost my touch" or not (at the moment I'm kinda thinking that too) but I woke up this morning with some slightly out-of-the-ordinary (I can hyphonate whatever I want) news. I'm not sure if this'll interest you in the slightest, I suppose the reason I'm posting it is to test you. Feel free to comment me. Anyway back to my life. I woke up this morning to my mum bustling around the house, in and out of phonecalls with Harvey Norman, Retravision and my dad. As it turns out we are in need of a new fridge (this is what he's gonna blog about? I'm gonna leave him the most negative feedback he's ever seen). I must say I had noticed our fridge was starting to "lose it's groove" in the past week or so, what with all the luke-warm milk and all. I must say that even though it is JUST a fridge I'm a little excited. We've had the old fridge for as long as I can remember, maybe even longer than that. I can't wait to see the new fridge, all shiny and new, completely sterile and clean. It's a good oportunity to chuck out some of the weird shit that's been lurking (not to mention expiring) in the dark recesses of our old fridge. Anything we don't really want will not make the transfer. Fridge magnets and photo's are currently under review until further notice. Fridges are so exciting, I can't wait 'til...WHAT AM I WRITING!?!
I'm sorry folks I'm just going to get away from the computer for a bit, collect my thoughts and start again. OK? OK...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................
Ok. So there I was watching this really shit TV show...