Training Day

Yesterday was my first 'sort of' day at work. I basically sat in the passenger seat of a car and carried 'stuff' to sell to offices, stuff being sandwiches and muffins,

The dog ate the rest of the 'stuff'.

It's a simple job with commission on top of a base wage, but the kick in the nuts was that old chestnut 'If you had a car you could start tomorrow', so now I have to wait until next week to find out when I can actually start. A bit of a problem as that $5000 (sorry $500) doesn't exist, or if it does it's waiting to be cleared/blocked pending a police investigation, so I won't be going to the farm this weekend which I have told the possible criminal because...

Yeah, he best stay out of the country lest I find him and correct his awful grammar, the same way Rocky teaches Drago.

"It's 'I WOULD like' not 'I will like'"

I'll just eat pasta for the next week, by which point I should have my tax rebate from Australia which I will use to pay my rent and maybe take Kimi out for dinner, even if every place in this town is either 'sushi' or 'Chinese', would it kill Auckland to maybe have a nice restaurant that does more than bad meat served with rice noodles?

Quite a lot of negative vibes in this post, I'd better lighten things up a bit. I have been spending a lot of time at the library for the purposes of free internet, but yesterday I noticed a book and Kimi didn't get why I was laughing...

Lol!

Plus, he's balding like a syphilitic Frenchman! This cover works on so many levels!

OK, I'm done writing, so now I'm going to wait for Kimi to finish work and get some sexy time, or I could look for a job...

 

This looks goo... Oh wait, I need a car.

 SEXY TIME IT IS!