Not much to report, but as anyone who knows me will attest, that's never stopped me from reporting it before ! Tonight I'm moving into “my own place”; graduating from being a couch dweller at last ! Mind you, this arrangement's only for a couple of weeks, but it's a start. I'm still checking out…

For a fair while now I've been under the suspicion that weird things happen to me and cause me to be late for things. Most of the time the people I'm telling them to give me that look that says “sure, sure, give us another excuse”, but I really wonder whether *everyone* experiences these delays…

I don't know much about fashion. In fact, probably hundreds of people would testify to that end, and provide enough evidence to allow Fashon Squad to throw me away for life. I admit, I've been guilty (in front of fairly sizeable crowds, I might add) of wearing bright orange trousers; it hardly seems to matter…

I just had a chat with one of the blokes from this floor whilst waiting for my coffee to be fabricated. By way of inter-office banter, I described how the coffee machines were like the ones out of Hitchhiker's Guide. The guy sort of grunted quizzically and asked “What's a Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy…

OK, I thought I'd start this off with a list of a couple of key differences between life here and back at home, primarily cos that means I can walk around the flat photographing stuff. 1. Washing Machine – it's in the kitchen. I mean, what the hell's up with that !? This is ENGLAND…

The London Underground truly is an amazing thing. The only reason I can think of for why it's so hot down there is that it's closer to the Earth's core than I'm used to being. Today I caught the tube down to Canary Wharf for the FIRST DAY OF MY NEW JOB (that's another story)…

ATTACK OF THE CLOWNS ! Elite Horsham rock outfit “Attack of the Clowns” are having their final gig on August 28th, and I wouldn't be much of a diehard devotee if I didn't mention it here ! AotC have rocked Horsham before, and once or twice I've even been there to witness it (in between…

OK, there's possibly not ninjas. I just unwrapped a new shirt the other day – for my interview, and all – and once again was confounded by the number of pins that shirt manufacturers secrete within those things. It truly takes some concentration to get all those damn things out, and it's a long-held belief…

I suppose that upon reading my last entry, you could probably construe my mood as being somewhat less than perky. I guess it was true at the time, but in reality it's not all that bad. I do however want to say a BIG BIG THANKYOU to all the people who sent me emails as…

If it was just the not having a job, then that wouldn't bother me so much. Ditto for the not having much money… But the combination of everything's really getting me down at the minute. I feel really bad about still being here at Richie and Ciaran's place, because I was *hoping* to have a…