If there's one thing the movies and television have taught me, owning your first car is supposed to be like falling in love for the first time, if your lover was largely empty on the inside, needed you inside of them and required constant filling up...actually, scratch that, I just got the analogy.

Maybe it's because I'm neither a petrolhead nor a boy racer, but that's completely lost on me. I finally got myself a car, a 2000-reg Ford Focus. Nothing fancy, all I care about is that it moves from A-B, and C on weekends. The insurance'll be a bitch though, being in the death-trap insurance grouping of young male learner driver between 18-25.

So that's one part of the holy trinity of car, full-time job and own place taken care of. Getting a professional CV (resume for those of ye who prefer French to Latin) done in the hope that it'll catch the eyes more easily and then sending it off to the pharma/science companies asking for anything and offering to work for minimum wage.

And in FA-relevant news to the few who care, I have not been writing in ages, as I lost all enthusiasm there for quite a while. I'll give it a go soon enough again, I really wanted to just get George's introduction semi-decent. I'm self-aware enough to know I'm an awful writer, hence the lengthy delay. Art-wise, not much happening of late. There will be some stuff coming up eventually, though there is one from waaaaay back at the beginning of this year I've pretty much given up on. Sucks when that happens, it kind of dampens the enthusiasm. Though my savings have never been healthier. But I'm sure that's completely unrelated. Yes. Completely. Ho hum.

Oh, and to make having skimmed this worth ye're while, look up Cyanide and Happiness. I've wasted too much time giggling at this webcomic....and they do animated shorts too!



I want that ass.

Edit: anyone know how to embed Youtube vids here? Tell me, and I'll give you a shiny dorra.