I've had some trouble getting this entry written. It's been like what... 4 months since the last one? Crikey ! It's not as if I have not wanted to write something. I have. I like to write, I want to put it down. But it doesn't come that easy. Trying to remain in the realm of the inspired can be fraught with much gnashing of teeth and wringing of wrists. I get so blasé' about a lot of things these days. The environment , Osama fucking Bin bloody Laden, that goonhead George Bush, that other fucking Menzieite John Winston Howard, silly Mark Latham and me ole' mate Bob Brown.

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Now who was the politician/journalist who came up with the term "open door policy"? God, I wish I knew. You know, I have a set of ratty old boxer shorts, I call them my "open door policy" boxers. The reason ? I hear you shriek in incredulous disbelief, well to be straight to the point, me ole' fella keeps on swinging through the huge gaping buttonless opening at the front. It's a bloody disgrace I tell you. A forty four year old man, of good manners with the choicest of taste, putting up with that !

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Well, I have begun working again. Been hard at it for four months. I can't tell you who the mob is, but it's "the Internet that flies"

I am a broadband and dial-up "specialist" in a technical support role. The job itself would test the patience of a social worker on smack. Even though, I remain calm and controlled throughout the most brain pureed moments. An eighty five year old retiree from Queensland with a brand new P4 P.C with XP Windows including 4 port Cisco router and 1.5 meg ADSL broadband. It doesn't matter that he says "I'm a bit green with all this computer stuff". I laugh heartily when he wheezes "Control Alt whaaaaaat ?!"

Though at the cube next to me, there is a young, quiet and studious looking Asian chap, that is starting to "do his block". Fist thumping, keyboard and mouse assault, these are all notorious signs of a tech support "representative" having a minor psychotic episode. The scary thing is, .....It's becoming more frequent.

I haven't "lost it" yet and I doubt I will, I'm way past all that now. Being complacent though has it's downfalls, it shows a certain give up attitude, which sadly I am starting to accept. Unfortunately for me I am still very anti-authority and to my detriment, not a team player. I don't and will not get "excited" about the "fantastic opportunities and direction in which the company is now moving"

I see one thing and one thing only. Stop all your bullshit, and get real. Just give me my fucken money and lets get on with it.

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I am planning for a new gallery to the Hovel and hopefully a domain name, so it will soon be thehovel.com or .org or .biz or.tv. Which ever has not been taken. Plus I have begun some scary little horror stories that I may upload on a different titled site which will be called, "The Surgery" depending on the interest, I may publish them to hardcopy.

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Crikey is that the time already ! I better get my arse in gear. The drive to Moorabbin is all but 10 minutes, and I have to get my priorities right, a cafe latte first. The Feehan principle is thus, ..................

arrive late, leave early

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