Monday 7th November 2005, 14:46

Okay, I admit it, I got bored of journalling. Chronicalling the activities of someone who leads even a vaguely exciting life is one thing, but there's only so many times you can write "got up, played games, applied for job, played games, got rejected, played games, went to bed". Once the job-hunt was over there was even less to report. I played games. I occasionally went out, for example when there was a power cut and the sun wasn't shining too brightly. I made feeble efforts to shuffle the junk in my room around to give it the appearance of near-tidiness.

And suddenly it's less than two months until I start work. Visited them a couple of weeks ago for an induction day, and it finally hit home that I really have a job and I'm really going to be expected to do actual work. How I'll adjust to this after almost a year of hardcore mooching I don't know, but I'm looking forward to finding out - the repetitive boredom of doing very little week in week out is getting a bit much. I start on the 4th January and fly out to Seattle on the 7th, which is very cool but also very daunting.

Headed to Newcastle over the weekend. Whoever designed that city's road systems had clearly just been dumped, and therefore decided to take out all of their pent-up rage and frustration on the hapless drivers in the region. Main roads randomly split up and change direction, traffic calming measures clearly designed to infuriate even the calmest of drivers are liberally scattered across the city, and low walls are hidden around every parking space and driveway to ensure no car remains unscratched. Still, we made it there somehow, and much fun was had and drink imbibed.