If at first you fail, get up and …

Autobiographical

So far today I have attempted to write a fluid article on Russian scam brides, the kind you find cluttering your junk mail folder, the kind that say avoid like the Plague. The kind that says to adventurous opportunist artists, write back, get photos, paint them. This is what I was doing, the words were not flowing, they felt wooden and clumping, like wet cat litter, so I quit that and started on a new CV, making myself attractive to new employers, trying to tell them about my long and checkered work history and failing miserably in the process. In desperation, I made a simple meal, ate it and started writing this instead. That and watching some porn in another window, she has nice breasts and a fantastic bush. Her smile is quite engaging, but I guess that works better than a grimace or a frown. It’s all part of human psychology you know, a smile is welcoming, is warm and makes you want to get closer to each other. (usually)

Some porn

I could quite happily spend inordinate amounts of time watching porn, instead I spend amounts of time looking for work, knowing full well it will prove disastrous within a few weeks or so when I do find work. it is not negative thinking, it is a total fact. Having had 80+ previous employers I think somebody, somewhere is telling me something about what I ought be doing in terms of employment. Indeed I have written on this subject previously and seeing as it is quite dominant in my career record so far, it is time I took notice of it and did something about it. I can barely sack myself can I and when I do, I can be reinstated later that day. I have a set of ideas I would like to put into motion and with recent events as they are I am now in a position to be able to do so.

My cat is sitting on the back of the chair, keeping my neck warm. Ideally he wants to sit on my lap, however the desk gets in the way with his needs and my legs move around, disturbing his repose. I can scratch his neck easily and listen to his purring, that is despite the music playing. He likes to think He is in charge here, determining where he sits, when he is fed and the rest of it. Little does he know it, he is totally.

Otherwise I have been painting and drawing loads, have got through a large amount of the back log of incomplete work, started a bunch of new material and wonder how to correct glaring mistakes and paint splashes that could easily have been avoided. In the meantime I am posting lots of new material to my Instagram page and of course here.

Some more porn