Wednesday, January 04, 2006

They Can Take Our Lives But They Can Never Take Our Freedom!

Today is my third Independance Day, or for those of you slow on the uptake, the third anniversary of my ex-wife and I splitting up. It is a good day, and worthy of celebration, although there are also moments for somber reflection and thought. Truth to tell however I haven't done all that much: Jules was busy dealing with somebody else's crisis, so me and Erin went out for lunch and a bit of a chat. It was fun, we toasted to fucked up relationships, picked fault with ourselves and bitched about people in general. It was a good time.
Now I'm home, I've just ordered pizza (a silly and expensive indulgence, but so what) and I'm gonna eat that (when it arrives) and watch TV, and then a bit (okay a LOT) later there is a hockey game on TV (Yay! Don't know quite why it took half the season to work out some sort of contract, but it's finally done so I no longer have vendetta against the NHL, which I'm sure will please them greatly).
Ahhhhh this morning was my first signing on day of the new year. Joy, I hear you say, and frankly I have to agree. However, it really shouldn't have been a big deal: after all who exactly has been advertising jobs over the holiday period? Nobody, that's who. Unfortunately (for me) the husband of the advisor I got (for we take potluck on such things these days, rather than having continuity of care) had been made redundant on Christmas Eve (I know, I didn't think those things happened outside of Charles Dickens novels either) and she was, shall we say, understandably bitter. And oh boy did she go on about it, and on and on and on and on and what a terrible place Northampton is for employment and its circling round the drain and you can't trust anyone, certainly not employers, there's no trust anymore you give your life to them working everyhourthatgodsendsandwhatthanksdoyougeteh? She really wasn't all that helpful, y'know? It's possible that I have a kind face, that I look like I care, but trust me, looks can be deceptive...

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