WANTED: Part-Time British Wife

Oh yes... Monday morning. Bloc Party on the CD player, hot coffee, custard cream biscuits and new hope for a new week!

Sent an e-mail to that online company already this morning... good! Now I play the waiting game... just like I have been doing for however long I've been doing it. All this waiting makes you lose track of time.

Well, with all this waiting for my visa application, I'm becoming more and more keen to the idea of finding some random (mildly attractive) British girl to marry. I'm thinking I am taking down my options a little by excluding girls who I don't find attractive, but I wouldn't mind the photos of the afterparty to be something I'm not ashamed of, you know what I mean?

I was asked if I could actually go through with that sort of thing sometime last week... and I would honestly have to say yes. You know, it wouldn't exactly be the first girl who says yes. There would have to be some sort of interview process involved and an agreement would have to be reached so both parties would be okay to go ahead with it. But in this time of mild desperation and skepticism, I am feeling so random and excited towards this idea that it might just work. Then again, I could fail miserably, but I think that's what provides the adrenalin rush. Mwah ha ha ha ha!!

The only thing crazier are these prices!! Everything must go!! It's a clearance sale!! Act now and get a free set of steak knives.

I am now taking applications for the position of part-time wife.

I have all my camera equipment ready to start copying the Fool Monty performance from Friday. That should be rather interesting, I gather. I can't wait to get it all on DVD. It should look pretty sharp when its done.

Keep your fingers crossed... I'm hoping for my visa and passport, maybe a job this week... let's hear about something soon, eh!! I'm liable to go mad again!