An Epiphany (of sorts)

Did you ever sit bolt upright and know what you're meant to do?
Or not meant to do in my case.
Like not work in a motherhuggin factory run by nazis who treat you like they scraped you off their shoe cos they've been there longer but you're smarter and better read than they'll ever be cos they are lobotimised drones with no art or love or passion in their souls and you were falling into the trap of complacancy?
No?
Just me then.
So I'm quitting my job but I don't have anything else lined up.
I'm young, smart (or geeky depending on who you ask) madly in love and going to Canada for two weeks to visit my lovely friends.
But I can't get the time off (one of many reasons I hate the lobotimised nazis) so I'm quitting.
I'm terrified.
It's fantastic.

Hi again.
Blog Mark 2.
Just a quickie to say hi and all.
I never know what to say on these things.
Saw Fantastic 4: Rise of The Silver Surfer over the weekend. Twice. Loved it.
Not much else.
Shall blog soon when life gets more interesting.
T.T.F.N.!