I have a job now! Part time office administration. I've just worked my third day, and so far I've done a lot of filing, data entry, and paper shredding. That's ok, I find those things far more enjoyable than the other career open to me: call centres. It's been fun so far, it's a small office but the three other people there are really cool.

Also, hopefully, Aidan picked up our car today! We have a car! It'll be the first car we've actually bought, rather than use contacts and our parents. It's a big independance thing, and it's actually a good car rather than the two bombs we've had previously. So we're pretty wrapt with that. I say "hopefully" because Aidan would have left for work about an hour ago, before I got home, so I haven't spoken to him since I left early this morning.

The only thing we don't have is somewhere to live. Aidan went to look at a townhouse yesterday, and we're going to put in an application for it, but apparently about 40 other people are also applying for it, so we'll see how that goes.

Anyway, I'm going to pop over to Facebook and with my brother HAPPY BIRTHDAY! He turns 29 today, the old bugger. Take care all!!

This is the City of Circles in which I find myself! Isn't it confusing? I can't wait until I have my scooter up here, then I can get lost properly!

In other news: I was offered a job yesterday. I'm going to call the woman today to accept it. Office administration, roughly 3 days a week. Should be fun, or as fun as any job is.

Still here, still unemployed, still homeless!!! I've had a couple of meetings with recruitment agents, but nothing on the real estate front yet. It's hard because I really don't know the areas or where anything is, I really need Aidan's help to find us somewhere to live but he's so busy! I'm hoping he'll be able to have a look online at work today. I hate being unemployed. As much as I've hated various jobs I've had over the years, I hate not working more. It's so boring! And so restrictive - it means that I can't just go and buy a book or DVD that I want, I can't just casually have an expensive lunch if I feel like it... I mean, I have a little money saved up (and I spent some of that yesterday on a DVD), but I still feel that I really need to be careful until I have an income again. I feel guilty spending anything when I'm not bringing anything in. Neeeeeed wooooork! Anybody want to pay me to do anything? Maybe I should start having ads on my blog?! What a sell-out, no way. Oh well, things will get better. It's not as though we're destitute, there are millions of people worse off so I shouldn't complain.

Hello, I live in Canberra now. I've been here for nearly a week, and haven't had a single job interview. Then again, there was the long weekend, so this is really only my third business day here. It's a weird feeling, like being on some kind of enforced holiday. Staying in a furnished apartment, not working, knowing nobody, learning my way around this city... But with the added bonuses of trying to find work and looking for a permanent place to live, too. It's like this nasty little cycle: It's hard to look for jobs and houses without having your own computer in your own house. But I won't have my own computer until I have a house to put it in. But we probably won't be able to rent a house until I have a job. How's that for nasty?! The world is not kind to relocators. We're also trying, or at least thinking of trying, to get a loan so that we can pay out our credit cards and buy a car/motorbike for Aidan. How adult, taking out a loan. Never done that before. Never needed to. I'm 25 now, by the way. I don't feel any different. I'd better get back to looking for jobs.

Why should anybody care...

- If Kevin Rudd went to a strip club once, long before becoming Prime Minister of Australia?
- If an American Idol contestant used to work as a stripper?
- If a now-prominent Australian politician smoked weed a couple of times in his youth?

The fact that all of these "issues" have been featured in one of Australia's more intelligent newspapers in the last couple of days worries me. It speaks of the lingering conservatism among Australians, and an outdated concept of morality. I can understand being concerned about these things in the 1950's, but I would hope that we've come a long way since then. Is there a person out there who has never done something they now regret, or which reflects views long-since discarded? This is normality, this is life, this is not something worthy of being published in a broadsheet newspaper. It's not news, it's olds.