Listening to: Exit the Dragon-Urge OverKill. Should have bought this years ago, found it yesterday in sales bin for $2, which is kinda cheap. I have rediscovered a few songs I had forgotten. Also in the same bin for the same price was a copy of Powderburns by the Twilight Singers, which is almost indecent, as it is a really good album worth far more than that.
This is my notebook from the job I left on Friday, filled with handy tips and hints about how to do various things.
Since it was a job I wound up having a healthy dislike for, and the contents of the notebook came to symbolise only angst and frustration, I thought there was only one reasonable way to dispose of it while gaining a reasonable degree of cathartic satisfaction:
BURNING THE THING
I was aided in this ritual by an enthusiastic Molly on her last day in NZ. Kids, don't try this at home