Dwelling unit, sweet dwelling unit

I've been sat here tonight looking online at accommodation available. It's not that I'm on the point of moving, I just wanted to see what was about.

For very little more than I pay rental now I could get a very cool place. The real problem is that it's unfurnished. So yet again, I need to win the lottery. Realistically, that isn't going to happen (although...) so I need to look at other ways of raising money. Working the hours/shifts that I do, it's not logistically possible to get a second job. In a little over a year, if I'm still working in the same place, I'll be entitle to sell the shares I have, so lets hope the share price goes through the roof!

I guess I'll keep plodding on. There are cheaper places to live out there but as I'm quite regularly up before 5 in the morning to go to work, I don't want to risk moving into an apartment block where student parties will be going on all night. That may cause a certain amount of "unpleasantness".

I guess I'll keep doing what I can - spend as little as possible, work all the overtime I can stand and keep hoping for that other miracle. Isn't that greedy? I've had one miracle and now I want another!

Knock, knock

Hello. Remember me?

I have the loan of a laptop for the night so I thought I'd better reassure my loyal and devoted readership that I'm actually still alive and getting on with stuff as best I can, not hiding behind a sofa rocking back and forth with a paper bag over my head. That's next week.

So I could actually sit here all night and tap away at the keyboard - I have weeks of stuff to catch up on. I won't of course. I have to be up in the morning to hand the laptop back to its owner on her way into work.

I'm not going to waste this time and space with random philosophical musings (42) nor with thinly veiled hints about circumstances at work (someone please drop a house on her) and I'm just going to say how nice it is to be back, even if only briefly. I can tell by looking at my last.fm widget on the left that it's now 73 days since I've had a working computer of my own. This, it has to be admitted, is a pain in the arse.

Things that would have featured in posts here are bad dreams, a brief visit to Dublin, lots of overtime, nice people, not-so-nice people, a fair sized stream of consciousness and lots of loved-upness. So you've missed very little really.

I'll try to get back here more often . There are inexpensive internet cafés around, one of which is on my way back from town. For now, I think, it's bedtime. I have to be up in the morning.

Take care, world. Try to be nice to one another.