Somehow, I managed to get away with only posting on here almost once a month for the latter half of the year. Any long-term readers will be more than familiar with my Daryl-Somers-career-esque attitude to posting (read: all over the shop, then disappear for long-term period, then reappear posting wildly like an Australian journo on speed).
So I’ll once again vow to post on a daily basis come the new year. As I’ve sure I’ve mentioned already, my new role at work has seen me mostly working seven day weeks for the last few months. I’m sure that I’ve probably morphed into the manager I’ve vehemently blogged against over the last few years, but I’m really enjoying working with a great team and being in control of things. Even if it means I’ve been overworked to the point where I’ve paid no attention to any new major metal releases over the last few months, which frankly, really says something.
So next year: a return to five day working weeks, posting on here about which metal singers I currently have a bone for, and detailed documentations of the many ways I’ve humiliated myself in public on a daily basis.
Before I sign off for the year, I’ve been meaning to post this for quite some time: does Australia’s Brainiest Kid freak anyone else the fuck out? There’s this eerie undercurrent – you can almost feel the pushy parents willing their children on with mental threats of beatings if they don’t get all the questions right. On top of that, Sandra Sully looks like she’s about to whip out the cane if the kids’ performance isn’t up to scratch. Crikey.