It's hot as hell.

The weather has decided to join the rest of the nation in the much publicised heatwave, coinciding neatly with my first day of proper work at the job. The result is a sweaty, filthy, dignity and moral stripping mess. I now officially hate my job.

With such discontent occupying my mind for most of the day, my throughts have turned to my inevitable future. I've decided to take some drastic action concerning my lifestyle as a result of my present suffocation. I'll be investicating avenues that most people definitly would not expect me to venture down, save for a tiny amount of induviduals. Whilst some people I know might be hopping up and down with certain speculations, I will assure you all that my value system has not changed, and I'm still as prudish as ever. But in other departments I have found my inhibitions totally disgraceful. Changes must be made. And as soon as I find some bloody breathing room, they will be.

The Handsome Family are playing in Edinburgh on November 3rd. As this is quite close to my birthday as well as St. Andrews, i may well yank the few friends who would actually go to the concert along with me. They're excellent on stage. Only thing that sands bewtween me and then is time. And that also encapsulates this bloody job.

Just a few more weeks...

God this job has got me down.