The Bizzaro Kev

I'm catching up with a few days' worth of blogging. I had an interview on Friday so spent the preceding day preparing for that interview. I had to travel to Hull for the interview itself which was an hour and a half each way. The job I interviewed for will hopefully be based in Wakefield, which is nearer. I'm still waiting to get my provisional driving licence so I can't yet look at driving lessons. I'm contemplating doing a "crash" course (or a "how not to crash" course) because it would be more convenient than weekly lessons.

As before I can't really tell how the interview went. The only true indicator will be if I get a job or second interview. At the start of the interview I felt that it was going badly for no apparent reason - based on the looks on their faces. I don't know if this was actually the case but I kept going and seemed to change their expressions. I might know by the end of this week.

I was looking forward to having a few drinks on Friday evening and started off OK. However, a friend's friend was also out and I found him increasingly annoying. He's in no way malevolent but he wouldn't stop talking and I'm not interested in what he has to say. That's not to belittle him as a person; I'm just not interested in "real" beer or how good his college was. He also kept making David Brent like innuendos which I got sick of. He's not a bad person but it had been a long day and it put me in a foul mood that I couldn't shake off. In recounting the things that annoyed me I can't help but see a bit of myself but also the opposite of me. Perhaps he's my nemesis.

My mood pretty much continued into Saturday. I felt incongruously hungover and couldn't be bothered to do much at all. I shook off that mood with a (near) five mile run yesterday morning (see yesterday's map). Having made a proper Sunday dinner last night, filled with nutritious veg, I had a quick workout with my dumbells and felt ultra healthy.

It was sunny when I got up this morning. I always feel better when it's sunny which leads my to believe that I may be from Krypton. That and my messianic complex. I hung around the house, playing guitar until I thought the Sun was actually hot enough to go outside in shorts and T-shirt. A friend of mine, who doesn't know I live here, was outside having just successfully been for a job interview on the same street. I joined him for a pint. As I'd only eaten a slice of toast I resisted having a second pint. One was enough for me to have to walk it off.

After coming home for lunch I went to the park to read, twitter, text and e-mail, as well as encouraging my freckles to come out. Later tonight I will either look very healthy or ridiculously red. I had the sense top wear some sun block though.

Oh yes, I should have continued my pursuit for a job today. But the weather was too nice.