While the GT lays broken and unloved in the lounge.. I went for a.. I’m not sure I can say it.. I went for a… a… rum..

No, no, not a rum.. it was that evil activity where you put one foot in front of the other in a more rapid fashion than walking. I like to refer to it as RUINING (that’s not a typo).

Gym’s cost money and my bike needs fixing, so the only remaining option to get sweaty was to “ruin”. It was bloody good to get a sweat up for the first time in a week or two, but it does come with at a price. My poor wittle leggies go hurtsies now! It’ll take a week before I can walk without feeling the after-effects in my quads.

I only ran for 30-60min (I don’t have a watch) but that’s enough for a first-time-in-a-long-time go. I brought my runners to the UK fully expecting to use them – weather, work and living arrangements might prevent me from cycling as much as I’d like to and I want to remain ‘somewhat’ active. “Traitor” you’re all thinking.. 😛

I don’t know why but I worked up a nice little blister just behind the ball of my right foot. This is odd because I’ve run in these shoes quite a bit (relative to running in any shoes, I mean) and I’ve never had a problem with them. Perhaps four months in ill-fitting shoes has panel-beated my feet into a new shape? I’ll see what happens when I go again.

Job Hunting

With some time to think, I’ve decided to focus more on getting IT work rather than bar work. I know I crapped on about doing “something different” and all that but living with a bunch of computer geeks has started to turn me. There are more advantages in IT than hospitality, not least of which is the fact that I’m not the bubbly, happy, enthusiastic person most bars are looking for.

I’m thinking of IT roles with less development work and more contact with people, like DBA, Sysadmin and Support stuff. Actually getting one of these jobs will depend on what sort of sh1t I can spin in my resume and interviews. I should start a self-help group for indecisiveness sufferers..

www.banksy.co.uk

I think this site is worthy of a proper blog entry, rather than just a comment, given my as-yet-untreated obsession with stencil art.

Thanks El Seano and “Nice one!” Banksy.

Melbourne: Bread is sold in plastic bags with a nifty plastic clip that holds the twisted bag closed.

London: Bread is sold in plastic or foil bags but the “twist retention device” holding the bag closed is tape. Not just sticky-tape because that would almost always be a single-use design. This tape isn’t sticky in the middle, where it wraps around the packaging and it’s not sticky right at the ends, where you open it with your fingernails.

I’m still trying to decide which is a better system. I’m veering towards the Aussie method for two reasons:

1. You can collect those little plastic clips (Don’t think I’m crazy, I’ve seen people’s collections!).

2. The plastic clips are quicker to install and remove.

In London’s favour, the tape doesn’t fatally wound the plastic/foil packaging if the operator is a overzealous during bag opening/closing.

Perhaps a more interesting observation is how easy I find it to talk about utter rubbish when I should be finishing this frickin’ resume and getting my backside into a job!