Raincheck

I was intending to write a blog post tonight, on some topic that captured my attention earlier in the day.

Instead I worked on a job application, because: (a) I only just noticed it on the website at 7pm; and (b) realised the deadline is tomorrow.

I feel like I've done so many job applications (for this particular place) over the last few months, that I can now churn out a three-page response to selection criteria and cover letter in under two hours. 

(Of course none of these jobs have even yet led to the interview stage, which may mean I'm doing it all wrong, but we'll see.)

Just cross your fingers for me.

To quote The Angels about my current job "I gotta get out of this place, if it's the only thing I ever do".  Because if my company says I have to go on tour with a certain rock band (touring in December) again, I cannot be held responsible for my actions if said band's tour manager behaves in the sleazy manner he did last time I was on tour with them.  He. Is. Foul.

So, yeah. Cross your fingers. And toes.

Muchos gracias.