Up Up. Lazy Butt

So getting up late is kinda par for the course for the unemployed... right?
Oh blaaaddy hell! I 'ope I ain't the only one!

So now we need to get Up And Atom! as my friend Radioactive Man might say (Simpsons? Marvel?). And what feast awaits a king of the dawn chorus? A bowl of meatballs? Darn tootin'! Gobble down dem meaty spheres and get aboard the morning cheers.

Smiles all round!

Am I right? Or am I right?
Jesus! Time for some dang coffee.

So today's mission (and forever more) was to be awake from normal-o-clock 'til bedtime when I can curl up with a good book film video-game... Cold and alone? Yeah, sounds good.

Morning time goes like so - Something creative, a short story! I need to get back in the habit of writing (righting wrongs? perhaps. Writing "wrong"? also perhaps).

This is also filed under creative writing, but a tad more casual and with less adherence to the laws of grammar. You guys'll let me off right? Who am I kidding, I'm mostly typing to myself and a shy browser who stumbles in here like a housewife into a dirty sado-masochism laden sex shop.
End-game? She soon becomes a valued patron of the upstanding store that offers value for money.

It takes all sorts to make a world. Judge away.

Applied for a job a t'cinema too just so you know.
Morning was productive and then I needed to clear my head - cut it open, spill out the contents and paint the road with it - so I went for a walk.

One walk, one aggressively competitive game of Monopopopoly, and here we are. Night Night!

Here We Go! Woo Hoo!

Well, Folks
And so today begins the proactive, go-getting, confident, go go go mentality job search of myself:
Arthur Blog Jobbington (my real name, guaranteed).

In this blog there will be a continued account of how I'm implementing my brain-skills and tactical super-knowhow to acquire one of those jobby type things so I can pay bills and numb my brain into a submissive goo.

Still interested? I'll keep it partially exciting and vaguely relevant, I promise.

So how did today begin, you might be asking? Grab a snack, sit down and listen up because it all began just a good few hours ago with a productive sleeping-in. Next on the agenda was breakfast - bananas; the feel good fruit - followed by not having anything to wear and spending the rest of the day in pyjamas.

BUT PYJAMAS CAN BE PRODUCTIVE - I promise.

But the fruition of productiveness came from an enthusiastic father ready to help. So we sat down to write "The List" (already exciting isn't it?)

Now I'm not going to tell you everything on the list – No, no, no, THAT would be boring. We will, however, go over a few things in the most exciting way possible.

A Target – everyone needs a goal to reach, and what is a goal without a finish line? So we settle on a date to aim for. May 3rd? Sound good? Great! Now shush!

Following that is the To Do list, comprising of the following sections:

Go To – Out and about is healthiest, we all like to leave the house, but not without good reason! So let's give ourselves some places to go eh? Super, splendid.

Phone – Not feeling up to the terrors of the outdoor world? Hideous people with moustaches that could entangle and strangle a small deer? Fear not, we can always phone a variety of hot-dog pantaloons and ask them, using the appropriate formal phone vernacular, the whatdos and hownots

Computer – That newfangled dabberydo. It beeps, it whirrs and it promises so much. So let's use it and type out some of our various desirable qualities to enamour the audience to which we send said paper. Great Scott! Hallelujah!

Misc  – Anything goes here! Just do something okay, my brain is frazzling it's doohikies (Great, now I'm hungry).

Progress –  Keep track of your save file. How many hearts do you have? Which temple did you get to? And are you wearing the best tunic?

All of this was done and I consumed a full 4 cups of tea -–What? – Lady Grey if you must know – De-licious!