Just another manic Sunday

So Ive taken up tennis. (a little bit)

I know, I know. Boxing was way more 'man', but now the only person hitting me in the face is, me, but with a racquet (racket? am I being too posh?)

My palms haven't been this raw since I was 16.

In other news, aside from a few co-workers who could do with a smack in the mouth, the new job is going great, and is probably going to be a career. I've decided to take some paralegal classes. This means I can pretty much double my salary and work in almost any law office.

Infact, a really good paralegal can make more than a lawyer.

It means I have to go back to university part-time though. Do I really want to spend more time around students though? I think I already know the answer to that.

My band is starting to take off. We have almost finished our 5 song demo, and we are hoping to play a few gigs around september, october. you are all invited! (bit far, I know)
we have a myspace, (surprise, surprise) and we even have a movie of us practising. Songs should be up, but probably aren't

Here is the URL, be our friends.
http://www.myspace.com/childrensometimesdie

we used to be called, children sometimes die, but we are now called the cecil peoples.

fastforward through us tuning up.
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=958626676&n=2

To O.M.R: My leaving present...

bastards.

New job is working out pretty good though. Looks like I am getting an office (+1) although I will have to share it (-1) I do have a window (+1) The window looks out into a corridor of files (-1)

Also, I seem to be holding the short end of a very shitty stick. Because I am such a bright chap and super fast learner, they've halved my admin duties and stuck me in accounting.

How many times did I fail GCSE maths?

twice!
(twice means three, right?)

I must be the guy to bill insurance companies for thousands of dollars a month then!