Category Archives: Reality is a Harsh Mistress

R.I.P

“Now there’s another dirty word: `job’!” — Black Adder Goes Forth Today is officially the last day of my vacation/temporary retirement. Monday morning I start a new job. I face this eventuality with a mixture of trepidation and excitement. Not … Continue reading

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Back!

Holy Hannah, was that a pain in the neck. First I decided I’d transfer my domain registration to someone else to save 50%. Of course, that didn’t work because the dishonest wankers I have it current registered with claimed they … Continue reading

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Twelvemonth

One year ago I had a massive hangover and a plane to catch. Twenty-four hours later I was dashing around London on an empty stomach looking for shoes and planning travel arrangements for a train, ferry and taxi that would … Continue reading

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Labor

Today I did my first day of real manual labor since my college years. It’s funny how quickly all your skills and your knowledge of the tricks of the trade come back to you. I remembered some of the tools … Continue reading

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Jersey

What do you do when you don’t know what to do, you don’t want to be where you’re at and you don’t want to spend any more money travelling? This is/was my conundrum. After some timely suggestions from family and … Continue reading

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