The last two hours of yesterdays work day seemed to drag out for a fucking eternity. It really was hard work to see it out, I have rarely been so fucking bored. I just couldn't face painting another fucking cloud and I've got in today and realise I've made a tiny impact on the overall image, there's still fucking LOADS to paint. I was going to do another blog entry but I thought it would be wrong to take my boredom out on you nice people. It's really shit that my producer has left, everything is up in the air again just when I was beginning to settle after the departure of my lead artist soon. I don't want to start worrying again but he needs the staff in quick to replace, we seem to have hods of work coming in but my boss can't be relied upon to sort stuff out, he's fucking useless at organising. Bran flake eating lad called me over yesterday dinnertime to show me footage of him and his missus riding on top of a tank. He said 'you might like this Graeme' so across I reluctantly wheel as I was in the middle of my dinnertime eating and reading. And it was a 4 minute video of a him and his missus riding on top of a tank round some roads (they had been to the tank museum in devon. Monkeyworld is next door, would much rather spend the day at monkeyworld). One o fthose moments where you t hink 'this is fucking boring as shit but I suppose I have to sit here with a gormless grin on my face pretending this is remotely intersting/amusing to me'. He's a canny lad but fuck me if he aint a dull cunt at times.
The day was so long I just had to have a pint after it in my local. I couldn't help but sit and think 'I fucking love English pubs'. I enjoy the whole table service thing when on holiday while overlooking the sea or summat, but it just feels great to go back into a fairly grotty English pub. I did mean to get a bit shopping in but it was too late by the time I had a couple of pints so I ordered a pizza in, vegetarian hot replacing the leeks with extra chillis (I can't help thinking leek just doesn't have a place on the pizza, doesn't seem right, I saw a pizza on holilday that had carrot as one its toppings - definitely wrong). Cold pizza slice for breakfast - fucking magic.
Anyway, the day has officially begun now so I should get out my photoshop brish and start tediously painting endless fucking clouds. ARRRGRGGGHHHHHHHH!
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