I suppose I should attempt to get some kind of internship
Or a job that isn't selling shots to banker-wankers. Just found out my friend who is in exactly the same position as me is suddenly being paid megabucks by an up-and-coming gallery to live in a small mansion for two weeks with a chef and her boyfriend and organise the old owners' art collection. That was a kick up the ass in terms of job-hunting.

Alt: I had Tesco sushi. You know, the kind that is by no means real sushi but still somehow quite nice.
(Charmander, Mon 10 Jan 2011, 14:47, Reply)