[Expletive deleted], why the [expletive deleted] do I have no [expletive deleted] money? [Expletive deleted] it.

So, anyway, my job-hunting is leaving my feeling rather... dejected, I guess. It's probably time to throw all my efforts into the Shanghai and China books, plus think about making that film about terrorism.

I really, really hate this whole situation.

In other news, Nachtmusik 2 now contains vaguely more jokes. And yet, still no plot! Who'd have thought it?

I ended up calling the new character Crazy Dave. How utterly inspired, eh?