maybe tomorrow

the other 2 really good contracts i was up for are still in process at the moment. i heard back from both agents saying that they might have some news in a day or two and wanting to know if i was still available. i told them i was, despite accepting a contract. hey, until i know where and what exactly i will be doing at the new place, i am not going to turn down the opportunity of anything.

this afternoon i got a call from the contract i accepted asking if i could start tomorrow if need be. i said yes if they really needed me then, but i am going to miss my days off work and going back to the rat race. needless to say i didnt win the lottery last weekend and i am not in argentina as i write this. in fact nobody won the lottery last weekend and its £117m this friday. i will buy a ticket.

was talking to a friend of mine about what he would do if we did win the lottery, and he said he would get a dedicated leased line to his house and subscription to megaupload and rapidshare and download lots of music and films. the idea of buying media was not even something he could contemplate but spending thousands of pounds per month on an internet connection seemed logical. it amused me.

speaking of media from internet connections, i watched this the other night and its a very good film. christian bale is wicked in it. it was a lovely high definition bluray rip as well. got to love that interweb.

today i have mostly been listening to at the drive in - one armed scissor. they played it on the radio the other night and its the first time i have heard it played in years. this is a performance on the jools holland show and whilst i do like his tv show, the audience seems to always full of what appear to be middle class media types who probably got tickets from friends who work at the bbc, sitting around at tables sipping beer and trying a little too hard to be cool, clapping and nodding their heads out of time to the music. i refer to these people as cunts. that might be a lot to extrapolate from looking at people but its what it seems to me. i think they probably all just like listening to razorlight and coldplay and anything else popular that radio1 and the NME tells them. would have loved to see their faces whilst they watched this performance and tried to avoid being hit by a stray piece of furniture or a flayling limb.