Homeward bound.

In just about eight hours my plane will be leaving Glasgow International Airport and will head south to London where I’ll catch a BA straight shot to Phoenix. Much excitement abounds, though I’m having problems processing it through the haze of exhaustion. Why? I’ll tell you why.

A couple of weeks ago I had a random conversation with a bouncer for Brel I know called Alex. In it he found out that I used to be a bouncer back home and might be looking for work when I get back from my visit home. Well, out of the blue a few nights ago he called me and asked if I would be interested in filling in for someone that night. The £7 (about $12.95) an hour made the offer all the more sweet. So, I said yes. I didn’t end up working with Alex, but rather for a friend of his, Johnny. Well, I guess I either impressed them or they get some real idiots usually (I’m inclined to believe the latter) as they asked me back to work again and again. Tonight it was a 6 and 1/2 hour shift. Not impossible by any means, just painful in my Docs! So anyway. It’ll be nice to get a paycheck. They’ve told me a couple of times now to call them as soon as I get back to set up a normal shift, so I’m choosing to take that as a pretty good sign!

That’s pretty much all I know. Because of the job and a large helping of feelings of hopelessness in the writing department, the dissertation has not progressed nearly as satisfactorily as I would have liked. I’m still hovering just about 60% done and am naturally looking down the barrel of a series of major re-writes. Just the thing I want to hear before taking a vacation. What can you do, I guess. Oh yeah! You can stay up all night right before you’re to leave and try and get something . . . anything . . . on paper! In a way I don’t care if it sucks if I can just get it written and over with!

Slainte.

“And everything looks so complete
When you’re walking out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flying, crying
Oooh, oo-ooh wee
The wild night is calling”
~Van Morrison (as performed by John Mellencamp and Me’shell Ndegeocello) – “Wild Night”

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