No work today, so I spent the day doing job applications and such like. Man, the more applications I do, the more I think, "Well who'd wanna hire this fool?"
Recruitment websites all seem to want to send you about ten thousand E-mails once you've signed up. Perhaps they think that you've got enough time on your hands to read them all. Who knows.
Yesterday, I touched on the subject of dyspraxia. The biggest challenge with it has always been having messy handwriting. To your face, people will tell you that they do not judge someone's intelligence by the way they form their letters. The problem is that, most of the time, that is exactly what they do.
During the nightmare that was my two terms of teacher training, I was advised to improve my handwriting. Maybe they thought that I did it on purpose or something. They certainly made me feel like that anyway.
More positively...I can start exercising gain from Friday! Goodbye lathargy, hello healthy knackerness. Huragh!

http://parnassus.co.uk/?page_id=6
looks like an interesting book...wondered if you'd heard of it...