On Unemployment

Woke up this morning and nearly threw up on myself from the incredible pain I was in from doing countless arm to knee crunches last night.

(you will probably stop reading here)

My week grinds on again. On Wednesday I made quite possibly the best / worst decision of my entire life, handing in my notice to the ooooold KKKFC. On the upside I have enough money to last me for at least six months, easily enough time to find a new job. On the downside I will never relive the KFC dream; a 12-8 Joe Smith Sunday shift. Although this Sunday will be my last opportunity.

The self indulgent theme is recurring throughout my blogs, all I seem to do is moan about how shit my life is. At least I acknowledge it.

Christmas soon. Rad Cop bought a Blu-Ray player yesterday, now I can buy him Master and Commander YET AGAIN but in an exciting new format. I'll get my mum an iTunes card or something, I don't know. My sister wants some topshop shite. She shall get Chateau Roux only.

Actually on that note I'm fucked. Rebel Cause has had a lot of new Chateau Roux stock in so I bet I'll squander about £200 on that. Shit.

I'm doing this instead of my psychological investigation, and it's not even good or worth it. This is the worst blog I've ever written and I don't even think anyone's going to read it properly. It doesn't deserve it, it's abhorrent. Doesn't even seem like my writing style.

'Over and out' lolsam

Call Of Duty: Brinscall Offensive

Coming late 2008, an expansion pack for Call Of Duty 4: Modern Warfare

-Breathtaking live-action sequences filmed in Brinscall's very own Chapel Street and Queensway council estates...

-Avenge the deaths of your fallen comrades, charging the Parke Road public footpath

-Unprecedented scope: take the fight all the way to Withnell and Wheelton in an epic bloodbath the likes of which the world has never seen

-Play as one of four characters:

Mikey Diamond, grizzled war veteran of nothing at all. Special bonus: 50% increase in rate of damage to expensive jeans. Penalty: often runs low on jeans.

Stephen Westwood, the squad's 'strong man'. Special bonus: 50% increase in voice volume, 100% increase in sarcasm. Penalty: wanker.

Tom Trencher, the squad sociopath. Special bonus: 'weedy shout' ability stuns nearby enemies, 100% increase in sarcasm when Stephen is present. Penalty: likes Bring Me The Horizon.

Dan Howard, the mightiest of them all. Special bonus: 50% increase in shredding ablilty. Penalty: increased likelihood of being punched in the face.

-Unique and awesome array of special weapons, including the Man Cannon, M. Diamond's weapon of choice, and the Eddie Van Howard combat guitar.

Nightmare

Evening. My breath smells rather pleasant, clean. I've had a stomachache for about a week now, no doubt induced by the major purveyors of chicken- beast themselves. Oh how I hate the squalid hole formerly known as Kentucky Fried Chicken. I also hate the assistant manager for trying to give my expensive ski gloves I left in the office to a co-worker.

They wouldn't have fit him anyway.

I have small hands.

I'm slightly annoyed I have the resolve to type out a blog but not to actually do my Psychology coursework, in for tomorrow. I'm growing ever more annoyed remembering that the time I would be using to do it tomorrow has been replaced with an Action Zambia fundraiser.

Nightmare.