Again, it's been a couple of days since my last post. That has been for the simple reason, that I've had nothing to say. Not a simple case of writer's block, just a simple case of nothingness. I got by on the first few weeks of unemployment, by referring to the thoughts, trials and tribulations, that were going round my mind. Now, I'm really not sure what to think anymore. I'm becoming a victim of boredom. A victim of my own self imposed exile from the world. Now just like Kellogg's Bran Flakes, I have taken a step in the right direction. That vital first step being, admitting that I need to get back out there. I'm just struggling with the next step. Doing something about it.

Other than apply for pretty much every job out there, register with every agency (even the fly by night ones), I'm not sure what else to do. Confidence is pretty low. Not an all time low, but pretty low. When i quit my job, I believed that I was in need of a change of direction. That is still the case, but now I feel that I may need to add to that a change of location. Make a complete new start. This is definitely a consideration of mine right now. Where exactly is the sun shining........

On a lighter note, has anyone seen the advertisement on TV for the invisible wall mounted washing line. Do I have some super human power, that allows me to see the invisible, or can anyone else still see it mounted on the wall. Someone needs to have a word with that particular companies marketing department. Even still they need to have a word with the "Stevie Wonder" that they have in charge there. The Emperor's new clothes spring to mind on that one.

Speaking of old school tales, "The Boy who cried Wolf" was a good one. I only mention it because, last night I watched An American Warewolf in London. An absolute timeless classic, and if truth be told the first time I have watched it in its entirety for nearly 20 years. The first time being when I forced my kid sister to watch that and Poltergiest with me. It definitely seemed funny at the time. And was well and truly worth being grounded for 2 weeks for. Although in saying that, I was the one that suffered nightmares for watching scary movies. So I guess my sis got the last laugh.

Lou - Thanks for your little "Kick up the Arse". It was just what I needed. I'll thank you personally on Saturday night......