baby love child

it was such a downer getting back from sunny california (and new york) that in my last post i could barely bring myself to post anything and just put the pics and a few sentences. it been just over a week since i got back and it feels like a long time ago already. thats not good. 

California and New York were lovely. i was in NY for 2 days and the first day i went to the Brooklyn museum of art and park slope and prospect park, and on the second day i went to Williamsburg and to see the NY RedBulls play in new jersey. 
i then flew to LA and picked up the mustang and drove to san fran to stay with my friend for a couple of days. i went to the city on both days and did a bit of shopping and went to ocean beach. i then drove back to LA and went to venice beach, and saw a great film called 'the master' in Hollywood. the next day i went to san diego for a day to see my friend and then in the evening i drove back to LA as i was seeing maximo park play at the El Rey in the evening. it was a wicked show and big shout out to the people at Five Guys burger on Wilshire who gave me free fries with my burger when i went there before the show. i also had some lovely thai food at Kamin thai fusion on melrose and also my favourite place, La las on melrose. on my last day i went to see the LA galaxy play in the evening and i nearly had a car run into me whilst driving through a not very nice part of LA, but i was lucky and got to the game. that was my holiday....till next time. 

since being back i have been doing some stuff around the house and i still got the headache of sorting out my dads paperwork. went to see the solicitor and by what he said it looks like i will have to pay a 40 grand inheritence tax bill. thats actually good because had things been a little different i would have been looking at a 400 grand tax bill, which would have been a bit of a problem seeing as i dont actually have 400,000 pounds on me at this exact moment in time. the inheritence tax laws in the UK, particularly in london, are fucking insane. my dad was not a rich man. he was a postman for 34 years and yet because his house is now worth a lot of money i could have been stung for a sum of money i dont have and would have had to sell the house. i bet rich people have clever accountants and offshore trusts set up so they dont get stung by things like this. i wonder if david cameron paid millions in inheritence tax when his millionaire dad died. i bet he fucking didn't.  

anyways, this is going to drag on a little longer. have had a week at home and its been ok and i have been getting stuff done and i also had a couple of calls about contracts. both seem good. one is a oil services consultancy and the other is an inernet company that streams movies and media. neither of them are investment banks and thats a good thing. i have yet to work in an interesting one and i am starting to come to the realisation that there are not going to be any where they do interesting work. you just get paid a lot of money to switch your brain off and follow the rules and play the game. 

thats it really. will apply to anything good i see and in the meantime i will get stuff done around the house. today i have mostly been listening to pizzicato five - baby love child.