I should have blogged about this when it happened, but I’ve been suffering from a blogging malaise recently.

But still, godd news everyone! I’ve got my new driving licence!!!

Of course it’s not actually valid yet but it’s quite a load off to actually have it in my hands (or wallet). I was a bit worried about postage, not know how they (the DVLA) were going to time the sending of it.

So, things are going well 🙂

Since starting this blog I have been remarkably low on Jam, something that I have in the past been regularly associated with. It occured to me that perhaps having a category called ‘Jam’ albeit unfilled was a partial cause for this jamless state.
So when I logged in today, I did so with the aim of appeasing lady luck and deleting the offending category. Thus demonstrating my lack of assumption, my recognition and my thankfulness for any jam that happens to pass my way. Only problem was that upon going to the relelvant management page I discovered that the offending category had already been removed.
Perhaps I will now have to get used to the idea of living without Jam.
Or maybe it’s all being stored up for a very special occasion.

*Jam is used in this instance as ‘Rob slang’ for luck

For some reason I woke dog tired today. Even though I’d had a very sound night of sleep. I didn’t think much of it until I noticed a very faint line running across my lower abdomen. It looked a little like a scar, and if I didn’t have such pale skin I don’t think I would have noticed it.
Also there was a small square bald patch on my lower thigh.
This is very weird. Now I’m not the kind of person to get up and start shouting about abduction without good reason but it has given me pause for thought.
I’ll keep you posted of any further developments on the situation.

Seems that finding a new job is taking a lot longer this time than last time. Which is a shock, pervious experience (on my part) would suggest that it takes no longer than two weeks to get a new job. Not so, it’s been a long time now… two months maybe?
Not that I pay that much attention to the march of time, but hey.

I’ve got an interview on Tuesday which is hopeful, I had an interview last Tuesday but the position didn’t seem to be quite what I was looking for.

In unrelated news, fingers are crossed, wood is being touched (not like that) and other superstitious rites are being followed in the hope that ‘Coley is allowed to stay in Britain.

See sense, damn imigration, ‘Coley’s great!

As you may have noticed that my enthusiasm for blogging as slacked a little bit over the last week. This I think is either becasue of the cold weather, or more likely, my recent battle with a cold.
As in runny nose sore throat cold. I’m not single handedly taking on the forces of winter in an epic battle spanning many continents.

I just noticed the word for today:

bibacious: Overly fond of drinking.

Mmmm, more than one person I know could be described with this word 😉

Fortunately I’ve now ‘grown into’ my new hair style. It still certainly wasn’t worth £40, but at least I don’t have to spend silly amounts of time in front of the mirror trying to get it ‘just so’.
You see, for as long as I can remember my hair styling regime involved three simple steps:

1: Go to bed (and sleep)
2: Get up
3: Don clothes

Sometimes the resultant style is nothing short of miraculous, impressive sweeping barnets that I could never achieve in a month of sundays. Even if I were actually in front of the mirror and putting in both product and effort.
Perhaps at night I become a sleepwalking master hair stylist?
This possiblity is both worrying and interesting. It conjures up images of housemates waking in the night to find me asleep, but with eyes open, blank stare, in front of the bathroom mirror, product in one hand, other hand styling with exaggerated care.

If it happens either my housemates have never seen it or they are too polite to mention anything. Either is possible.

Well I don’t quite know how I managed it, but the recruitment sites I visited seem to have been the right ones!
I am getting two or three calls or emails a day with recruiters telling me of jobs that may be of interest to me. Here is the most recent spec. I’ve recieved:

Job Spec:
Embedded Software Engineer – C, Version Control Systems, Unix, Linux, Electronic/Hardware design – Farnborough, Hampshire. How would you like the opportunity to wo! rk for one of the telecommunications industry leaders on a brand new project for the launch of a pioneering product. My client are looking for 2 software engineers with a background in embedded systems development in C. You will be working on multi-media application and a real advantage would be previous experience of music formats (mp3) or developing in an audio – visual environment as would a knowledge of electronics engineering or interfacing to hardware. Familiarity with version control systems, Unix/Linux would also be advantageous. This is a great opportunity to work for a forward thinking using leading technologies and enjoy fantastic training and benefits. Please call to find out more and don’t wait as these vacancies are live now – located in Farnborough, Hampshire in a state of the art R & D Environment.

To be honest it may be a little out of my league, but I think I’ll still try and find out some more about it. Seeing as it is in Farnborough which isn’t too far away.

I just got in, changed completely ready to go the gym. I then sat down for five minutes, and changed back and turned on my computer.

At least I’ve done some exercise today in the form of a breakdancing workshop, otherwise I’d feel truly guilty.