Work It!

Warning! This is a BackBlip

So I've been more than a little unreliable the past couple of weeks. This would be why. I'm jobhunting. Hunting would be the word as well, I'm hunting for a job on my makeshift office table. It feels not only like swimming against the tide but downright ramming my head into a brick wall. It's tough out there.

The problem is I have limited choices, my qualifications are minimal, and used so infrequently they have a myth-like status, too bad I can't find a job as a big mouth. Well, cause, you know...
Unfortunately these days I'm thinking that my willingness to learn, can-do attitude and ability to rock a pencil skirt only goes so far. It's getting me down.

Ahhhh. too real, in other news, my new Intended Parents are arranging a fertility clinic in Manchester for me to visit, we'll be using donor eggs. The Intended Mother is out-of-action with the flu at the moment, so my end is on a hiatus until she feels better. But all in all, the couple seem to be really happy to get moving, I'm so happy to be able to help them.

I have a cider headache.