Ra-ma-la-ma! They’re gonna cut your ding-dong!

The other drawing on the pumpkin:

Title from a song in Reefer Madness the Movie Musical.

I have to go in to where I’ll hopefully be working on Wednesday so they can get copies of the documents I’m using for ID.  Not going to lie, if I have to spend about three hours total on the train just to be there for five minutes, I’m going to be slightly pissed.

Incidentally, this is why I can’t get worked up about the government introducing digital ID.  If I could afford a passport, I wouldn’t be scrambling about looking for documents or making that journey.  You’re saying there might in the future I could click a button or enter a code and it’s free?  Sign me the fuck up.

Back to what I was saying.  After Wednesday, it’s just waiting for the checks to go through and hopefully I’ll have the job.

I made this card for the postcard exchange I run:

Now, I just need to decide how long I wait to send the person the second part of it.

Not much has been going on otherwise.  I’m walking a lot less, but I’m swimming a lot more.

Will