magilla

Slowly recoving from my ignominous defeat last week. I'm back home, with my gal, and ready to face work. I'm not super keen about going back, but I have only onehundred days left in my current postition, and then it's back home up North. I can do a hundred days standing on my head with people pelting me with rocks and garbage. New job prospect looks fantastic. So, hope on the horizon, and tolerable discomfort for the foreseable future, but with an end in site. Life could be worse.