'Notice of Enforcement' is never a brilliant thing. So I open the envelope and there is a letter for something I didn't do. I rang up, and tell them they're full of shit. They tell me I'm full of shit. So I ring my cool lawyer friend. He is hot and smart and will work it out. Now, I'm embracing four long months of sweet sweet holidays. Sun, beach, surf. I'm applying for jobs madness fuck. Mainly promotions because thats what I'm good at and they pay much money. There's one job I really want, but I'm too scared to apply. Its for eight months overseas, as a photographer on a cruise ship. I feel its what I need, but I'd leave so much behind. I applied anyway, half joking. We'll see. So, I've booked my flight but now am waiting for money to pay it. Island holidays are always the best. Especially seeing as all the islands are so close. 1:56pm monday. Noone home, public holiday. Phone: farkus markus Needing: license, lunch, job. Someone reminds me of 'I like Love' by Solitaire. Listen to it ;)