Come on back to the war

[devi]

You know those bits in films where the story skips forward and there's an establishing shot showing something that indicates what time we're in now? Newspaper headlines. A pop song. Colour schemes. Jeans suddenly baggy or skinny, hair suddenly fouffy or 'fro. I had a moment like that this summer on the tube at West Ham. In front of me there was a row of people reading newspapers with the Olympics all over them, and some dubstep went 'wommmmm' on my headphones just as we passed a row of wind turbines. Look, it's 2012!

I am posting to LJ from underground, on my commute, with my tiny pocket computer. This morning feels a bit like that. I am wearing glasses. My jeans are indeed skinny. I am listening to an old ultraruby mix (British Summertime). My hair is the same as it ever was. Hello world! It's been a weird couple of years. How were yours?

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Comments

[cosmolinguist]

I got a job! It's perfect for me. I could not ask for better.

I've spent the last couple of months starting to pay back the smallest part of all the drinks people bought me and the favors they did for me while I was skint. Working part-time, I'm still not flush with cash, but it does feel like that in comparison.

[bluedevi.livejournal.com]

Delighted to hear it. I am also in a Decent Job, and no longer a starving freelance. I still half expect my company to forget to pay me for eight or nine weeks, the way my old clients used to.