I’m at home now.
I’d forgotten how much noise the wind makes when its wistleing between the garage and the house. It’s fantastic. I was lying in bed last night listening to it. Am I happy being at home? yes I guess so, I’ve only been back about twelve hours or so so really no problems. Need to pay a bill tommorrow and all is well. When I get back I have plans to work on the website some more, get it pretty good, have a proper members section and maybe add a second (possibly free) camera.
I have plans you see.
I still can’t decide exactly what I want to do with myself next year. The NQT thing seems very sensible but I do need to get away a bit next year, theres a job in Thailand newly come up which I’m applying for. Maybe after that I will come back and do my NQT year, an intensive TEFL qualification and then apply for JET again.
I need to travel a bit, play some chess and learn Go. And in between I’ve, for the first time in about two years, sent something off to the publishers again. I don’t think it’ll be accepted but it will be interesting to see if I get a generic rejection ( ie. my writing has gone downhill) or whether they bother to tell me whats wrong with it (about the same standard of writing).
One day I’ll be a writer, I know it. It’ll just take some more living…lets hope I don’t die too soon.
Oh on the subect of dying, The Alcoholic explained what Manly Viking meant a while ago in my blog about Cthulu. I will be more careful about juxtaposing sentences that have little to do with each other. The man with a girlfriend I had been kissing was Bill whereas the Alcoholic is very happy with the Boss and was only doing my make up in a very fiiiiine manner.
Got quizzed forever about the Jellicle….managed to tell them less than nothing. I hate people knowing about me. Well no I obviously don’t but I’m none to fond of parental prying.