## Revoking old key (2CDC294D)

Pretty surprised at how quickly the year is going past. Still employed by the same place as in my last update, but my job role has somewhat shifted. I don't seem to be doing very much welding; and have sorta become an electrician (Just in time for the defacto 'chief electrician' to move onto gr££n€r pa$tur£$.) Though, I'm halfway through a 2 week holiday, so who knows what I'll be put back on when I get back. (Think of it as

Update for June 2015, summary: I'm still alive, still employed, still have my green skud. I'm still chugging along, one exhausting day after another. Not really got enough left in me, these days, to play about with programming like I used to; which is pretty crappy. It's kinda difficult to put in the energy to tackle even simple problems, when getting back and just wanting to pass out.

Been made redundant from Anchor Engineering -- got my week's notice on Monday -- and managed to line up a new job by mid-week. It feels like everything's going scarily quick. Went down on the Tuesday (I booked the day off just for handing out CVs and the like) and had a quick chat with the guy who runs the shop floor. Got the phone call on Wednesday that they wanted me to run down for a meeting with the company owner, and do a weld test. (6 HV T-fillet, turn same into 3-run multipass. And a vertical downhand.)

Two days ago, a great disturbance was felt on the roads. ...Okay, a small -- somewhat tatty -- disturbance. It's green, boxy, and had a whopping 67 rampaging communist-remnant ("Made in Chechoslovakia") horsepower as new. It's a 1994 Škoda Favorit, in Caribbean/Sea green. And it's mine!

To those good friends and acquaintences past, who drifted away over time; to those who vanished overnight, with no time to say goodbye; to those who passed beyond the dark veil into the eternal night beyond... To all of you, who made me who I am today; who stirred passions and debates; inspired dreams, intriqued, criticised, improved, and helped me explore...

And, as is routine, another "Holy hell, I'm lousy at this blog thing" post. I think it's pretty much required by now; the kind of thing I must produce occasionally or I'll not be allowed to claim I have a blog. Perhaps I shouldn't. If this blog were a potted plant, it'd be a little brown, shrivelled stump.