June 15th, 2007

Yellow head

Money, That's What I Want

I received a letter from the bank, basically saying "you're crap and we don't like you." The situation is grim because I'm in debt both to them and to the credit card company, to the tune of Quite a Lot Really. I don't know how I'm managing to keep my sense of humour, but I do somehow. I have another job application form to fill in, but to be honest, I'm starting to think it's never going to happen. It's bleaksville, UK, around here at the moment. Not only that, but it's been raining steadily for two days.

Why am I unable to make anything of myself when I have talent and intelligence? I struggle to believe in myself at all. By now I should have amounted to something, instead of having no job, no life, no money, and not much in the way of hope. If I'd just had a little more backbone, instead of being so timid, I could have made something of my life. I could have been a contender, instead of a bum, which what I am (five points for those who can tell me what film that last line is a quote from).

I've drawn up a tee shirt design which I've submitted to Threadless. Hopefully it'll be accepted and placed on their site soon, where you can all vote for it to printed (or not as the case may be). Watch this space.