Findus

Hmm, potentially interesting times as 2008 gets underway.

Two weeks ago I finally rang the girl who runs the record label who said they would be interested in releasing our single, and I’ve now pinned them down to a release. It’s coming out in May. Now I have to get the tracks mastered and the artwork done. I’m also looking into setting up some gigs that month to promote it, including a long-awaited return to London. I reckon we’ll get a BBC radio session at least out of it. Yay.

Job news… it’s all happening. I went back to work at the start of the month. I’ve had a couple of low days. It’s so boring…. soul destroying at times. I’ve fallen asleep a couple of times at my desk. I’m sick of staring at the internet all day. I may as well stay at home, as I’m not doing anything while I’m there. I’m sure nobody would notice. Two weeks ago we had a teleconference with the Big Cheese. I was expecting another round of threats about finding a new position, but instead I was amazed to hear that the shitty company are finally offering voluntary redundancies. At last! This is what I’ve been hanging on for for the last 2 years! I put myself forward last week. I know two others in my office who did the same thing. I was suppose to find out today whether they want to take my application forward and make me an offer, or whether they think I’m too useful / expensive to let go. Unfortunately, and oh so typical of me, I ended up not going into work at all. I’d taken the morning off as I’d booked my car into a garage to get them to look at what’s causing a knocking noise when I brake. It should only have been an hour’s job at most, but they didn’t get it finished until 3 this afternoon. Cocks. So I didn’t bother going in. Oops. I’m such an idiot.

I’m not sure what I’ll do now, if they did offer me money to leave. I did have the option of moving in with our drummer. It must have been two years ago when we talked about it. I think he was expecting me to cut all my ties and move over there straight away, but I was always hanging on to see how the work situation would pan out. In the meantime he’s got a new girlfriend and she pretty much lives there too now, so that avenue seems to be closed. Damn. What would I do for a job instead? If I could get paid to ride my bike around, I’d be sorted… but that’s not likely to happen.