Seriously, one of these days, I’m gonna just freak out and move to San Francisco.
January’s just preposterously shoite in England. Firstly, I have no money, secondly, it’s dark ALL THE LIVE LONG DAY, thirdly, there’s nothing to do. Admittedly, I’m being a whiny bitch as I’ll be in Whistler snowboarding in a fortnight, but still.
I like my job, I do. Really. It’s a challenge, I’m learning loads, it pays well, and, honestly, I’m pretty damn good at it. It’s just sooooooo soulless. Why won’t someone pay me to listen to music and geek out all day long?
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20080122 at 10:56
Dominic Sayers
You haven’t learned your lesson about blogging in the small hours of the morning have you?
It’s a bright sunny day. You live at the start of the 21st century, a time of unparalleled technological, sociological and political interest. You were born an English man, which is to have won life’s lottery immediately. You work at the bestest investment bank in the whole wide world.
OK, I made the last one up.
San Francisco is foggy and cold. All those pictures of people in Hawaiian shirts are just the hippy marketing machine.
20080122 at 11:07
laggleton
Firstly, it was before midnight. Not small hours. Secondly, I’m well aware how gray and not-warm San Francisco is (although Berkley across the bay is a lot hotter and nicer).
However, what you say about being an Englishman is certainly true. It doesn’t, however, mean I have to stay in England. Although if I didn’t, I wouldn’t bump into Kate Nash randomly, like I did this morning.
Still, could be worse, at least I don’t live in Yorkshire.
20080122 at 15:04
Dominic Sayers
I’m afraid I had to Google Kate Nash. Which is probably better than bumping into her randomly, come to think of it.
How do you do that by the way? Like with your left ear and the back of your right knee or something?
20080122 at 15:12
laggleton
I, err, tripped, err, it was an accident honestly, I don’t know how our clothes came off…
20080122 at 19:43
decster
Who the hell is Kate Nash?
Who the hell are you for that matter?
20080122 at 23:31
laggleton
It shocks me that knowledge of Kate Nash escapes yourself, Pease and Dom. You truly are the Triumverate of Now.
20080122 at 23:52
mushyp
If i could chip in at this point, up to now, I’m yet to comment on Kate Nash, and my lack of knowledge thereof. I think you’ll find that previous comment was from some young roustabout called “decster”.
And, call me a dyed-in-the-wool pedant, but I’m of the opinion that dom and dec are one person short of being a triumvirate.
20080122 at 23:56
laggleton
I do apologise, I was extrapolating from the following conversation in the pub:
Me: I bumped into Kate Nash this morning
Pease: Who’s that?
Me: Oh yes, I forgot you ended in the 80s.
20080123 at 23:44
mushyp
Oh. Yes. That.
Knackers.
But I think we skirt the main point somewhat. Who the shite is kate nash?