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DICKY-DYE-DOH

20 November 2004

Well, I moved. I now live in a small town which I'm certain is trying to trick me. If you know the concept of the 'moving shop' that Terry Pratchett so comically describes in his Discworld series (but that exists, in all seriousness, in reality), you'll kind of be able to get the gist of what I'm talking about. I was walking in circles when I was walking down a straight street just now. True story. And narrow alleys promptly change destination when you're traversing them. The higher signification of all those supermarkets popping up out of nowhere I won't even touch.

All in all, it's a parody-fantasy writer's heaven. And I'm living the dream. Jubilation is my everyday course, I tell you.

Also, I finally have a job, selling DVD's and CD's at one of the biggest media-chains in the Netherlands. It's fun work, but my opinion is subject to change because I've just started. And everyone's enthusiastic about something that's still new & exciting to them. I really REALLY hope it won't waver and that I'll enjoy myself every single time there. It's not particularly demanding work, I just have to direct the customer to the right DVD, make a reservation for him and tell him with a smile that No, This Is Not Where You Physically Buy The Article Of Your Choice, This Is The Service Desk. The rest of the time I'm just doodadding behind the counter, checking in new releases or repositioning our stock. The biggest hurdle is that you have to stand the whole day, which is murder for your back. But other than that, there's no reason to dislike the job and I'm anxious to do my best for it and keep it. I'm finally earning Actual Money!

It could very well be that I'm working on a Captain August animation.

Roderick.