Starring role in gay porn movie

Well, that was Really Worthwhile!!!!

Had the briefing for ye job this morning. Turns out it is exactly what I specified to the agency I didn't want to do, which means that the agency Wummun was either horrifically misinformed, or a devious bint. I would rather have to go and live with my parents than phone Americans and ask them a 20-minute set of questions about their compact excavators. Hell, I'd rather star in a gay porn movie. With vacuum cleaners and Swedish firemen.

Quite simply, The Brick Testament is among the most beautiful things I have seen on the interweb ever.

I cannot accept the idea that I was brought into this world to piss people off. The occasional irritated friend, or disappointed Wummun, does not count. That is largely accidental and part of a different world in any case. I physically cannot do a job which involves no talent other than a willingness to deceive ("this survey will take a few minutes") and annoy (we all know how it feels to receive calls from randoms trying to sell us stuff, or canvass our opinion). If you can be paid for being useful, then it is a crime to take a job being paid for being an annoyance.

Still better is being paid to entertain, to bring people pleasure; hence the gay porn - perhaps. More pertinently to your intrepid blogger, I talk here about being paid for various artistic pursuits. That is of course the ideal. Admittedly artists will always annoy a proportion of the public - Avril Lavigne annoys me considerably, but the fact is she brings happiness to her fans. As such, I am willing to support her existence. And she is lucky enough to make a living out of bringing people pleasure. That is highly magnanimous and a goal I have set myself.

As such, I have now launched plan B. No, not the gay porn. Plan B will be revealed only if successful.