I’ve finally come to the realisation that I’m putting myself through something that quite frankly I shouldn’t be.  I appreciate people’s tactfulness very much, but when I ask for honesty I really want honesty with as little tact attached as possible.

Perhaps the infamous Josh isn’t, after all, so much of a person I don’t want to know.  If I do actually get around to finishing my résumé and throwing it at the DVD shop like I keep saying I will, I can’t see why we won’t get along just fine if I’m hired.  We’d have quite a few things in common—we’re both male, we’d both be working at the DVD shop, we’d both have made the wrong investment…

At this point I’m back to doing nothing for my birthday.  Trying to think about where it is that I should go, and who will and won’t enjoy their time there, coupled with whether or not I want to invite certain individuals at the moment makes me nauseous.

And as for the nocturnal supermarket hunt that took place last time I spoke here—that was a real disappointment.  I’ll remember to drive straight into the city if I want bizarre grocery items in the early hours of the morning.  Less time, less petrol, less money and less effort spent.