I've become fully fledged nocturnal. I usually go to bed about 6-7am and wake up at 1pm if I set an alarm and 4-5pm if not.
It's not like i have anything else to do, except look for work, but it is a nightmare when I've got something to do.
Ah well, I'll survive.
I'm marathoning Leverage (where this entry title comes from) in between watching my usual programmes. Agent Carter is brilliant, Legends of Tomorrow is good, but I can't take it seriously because of a couple of things, Deutschland 83 was phenomenal (seriously, watch it, ignore the fact it's subtitled just watch it) and American Crime Story is oddly addictive.
I've heard back about a couple of jobs. One is putting a freeze on hiring, but they are keeping my records on file. The other wanted me to do this online thing. There's fucking videos telling me about what it's like to work at a call centre in which they talk about the game.
The game?
THE GAME?
THE GAME?
THE GOOD GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKING GAME?
YOU MEAN THE JOB APPLICATION THAT MIGHT BE A FUCKING GAME TO YOU BUT ISN'T TO ME GAME?
THAT FUCKING GAME?
Yeah, something tells me that I won't be massively upset if they say thanks but no thanks.
I'm also trying to get back into my writing. I've submitted stuff to a couple of places. Though I may need to submit one again because it turns out that the word processing package I was using corrupted the damn thing.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Incidentally, I've got an idea. Not sure if it's a short of a full novel. Tell me what you think:
A pulp noir where the PI (and everyone else) are kids. Root beer instead of whiskey, candy cigarettes, the works.
Will
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