My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

It was another one of those days - I guess with two of those days in a row, it makes it almost one of those weeks, but what little optimist there is in me is clinging onto the faint hope that it will somehow turn around by tomorrow.

I've been contracted out to the Council to work on a part-time basis to come up with a new procedural plan and organisation for their asset management, survey & design, environmental dept, engineering division, etc etc...for 3 hrs today I sat there scribbling on a piece of paper contemplating exactly what it is I have to do - I just hope that the next 3 hrs when I go back tomorrow I have some kind of divine intervention that bestows upon me the gift of mind reading so I can at least have an inkling of an idea of what exactly I am being paid to do....I feel like George on Seinfeld where he would walk around all episode asking different people trying to work out exactly what he was meant to be working on! (the only draw back is I don't have a sleeping space in my desk as well).

I'm sitting here with a 9:30 pm shadow on my face in my flannelette pajamas, I've not eaten all day except for some steamed vegies for lunch, but right now I don't have the energy to cook - I barely have the energy to type, infact I was going to go right home and into bed....I shortly will.

Furthermore, today is the day I have given up. Given up on what I hear you ask? well, ok so I don't hear you ask at all because there isn't really anyone out there actually reading this unless they've stumbled across it by shear accident but for the purposes of a pointless rhetorical question we shall say there is someone reading...but alas I guess it doesn't much matter what I've given up on, but more to the point, the fact I have. I have given up.

Tomorrow shall be a fantastic day, if for no other reason, than I just hope it is.