discontentBut yeah, on my way home, I had to kick my heels at the station for 50-odd minutes, and having my book and my Zen Touch with me did make it easier to while them away with a minimum of exasperation and rage.
God, I hate my job! Have I mentioned that lately? Well, I do. Sometimes I wonder whether it's worth hanging in there another 6 months in the hope of being made redundant at the end of it...can any nice fat pay-out weigh up to the gigantic waste of time that is my daily 4-hour commute? Luckily, the economy's showing signs of reviving, and more and more jobs are opening up each week, so who knows? One day, I might actually be able to tell Jobsworth to take a running jump off a very high
The weather's on the turn again...Figures, just when I'm planning a long weekend in order to meet up with friends I haven't seen in years. I know it's hardly a shocking big adventure, but I'm quite looking forward to it. At the end of the day, it's confirmation that contrary to my usual assessment of my situation, I actually do sometimes get to have a life. ;-)
