I type on Alice's laptop in her sister's bedroom in their rather funky bungalow in Kingsworthy outside Winchester.
I arrived yesterday, and I'll probably stick around until Wednesday evening or Thursday morning, as Alice is going into hospital to have her wisdom teeth out on Thursday afternoon, and is pleading imminent gerbil-dom as her excuse for not wanting me around after that...
My OMD interview is a week away, and I'm not nervous, as much as annoyed that nothing else has come from my jobhunting sprint which means that so much hinges on this now. I hate only having one real option, because everything becomes so pressured and every action weighs heavy on the future. I do have another interview soon afterwards if the OMD thign doesn't work out, but it's not particularly secure, and I'd rather not move into door-to-door sales as the first job proper I do after leaving university.
Everything at the moment seems to be going well. Alice and I have had a wicked day today so far, and we're off for a drink in a minute.
I went fishing for a couple of days before the weekend, buying a short-term license from the post office and walking out to the ponds in nearby Whitwell where I used to go when I was about 12. It was wonderful. Everything was so peaceful and beautiful, the scenery perfect, and the fish, rather than leaving me to enjoy this tapestry in peaceful meditation, seemed keen to join me on the bank to cop an eyeful. (31 fish in two days, by the way, it's the luncheon meat, they love it) No genetic mutants to report, but there was one oversize mirror carp who, after an epic 5 minute fight (hardly the hour-long fight of a Caribbean marlin, this is British coarse fishing, btw) obligingly did say, "Aaaah", when I asked him to, in order for me to get the hook out of his lip. Well, it surprised me, anyway.
Hi to all those who followed the link from greenhamster.co.uk, I hope Dave's not been too depraved recently...in fact I'll go check out his site now myself...
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