Tomorrow my exile is over and I’m back on facebook! Hooray I hear nobody cry. This has been a useful experiment though in some ways, and I think the main thing I’ve learned is that I am a tremendously lazy person. It’s not facebook that’s a drain on my time, since, in the absence of facebook, I’ve just been wasting my time on other websites instead. I’m just exceptional at procrastination. I’ve done next to no writing this week, which is not what I wanted to achieve. I need to make changes. I need to be Rocky Balboa. I need The Eye Of The Tiger. Which is why I’ve just loaded it on Spotify. Yes, this is inspirational. This will work. In fact, I’ve just found the entire soundtrack from various Rocky films. I love you Spotify. If it was good enough for Rocky, it’ll be good enough for me. Perhaps I’ll hang a giant slab of meat from my ceiling and punch it every morning before breakfast. Knowing my luck I’ll just get salmonella though. Or the ceiling’ll fall through. Either way, I’d get no writing done.

In other news, I heard back about the interview I had the other week. Surprising to say, but I didn’t get the job. They were fairly nice about it though, it wasn’t just a generic ‘thanks for coming in, but don’t come back’ email. They wished me well, said that they thought I was genuinely creative, and said that they thought I should stick to comedy and comedy writing (though they phrased it in a less brutal way than “Don’t get ideas above your station you glorified clown! Stick to being an idiot and leave the serious stuff to other people ok? And don’t come back!”). It was probably the nicest job rejection I’ve had so far, and that’s actually quite an honour by this point, given the almost ridiculous number I’ve had. Suffice to say, they’ll be getting a nomination at the ‘Andy Ward Failure Awards 2010′. The world’s premier awards show for celebrating failure in the face of adversity. All the stars will be coming out for it, there’ll be… me, and… pfft… the dog maybe? If he’s attending. He might give it a miss unless I put a pig’s ear in a goody bag. Have to see what I can do.

Despite it being a nice rejection, the fact remains that it’s still a rejection, and I remain without a proper job, a good 18 months or so after I’ve graduated. Things really are not looking good, which is why it’s all the more important that I actually put my tracksuit on, run up some steps and actually get writing. Or do some more stand-up. These are the things that I might actually be good at. I won’t know until I’ve given it a proper shot.

Though having said that, I’ll probably just waste all my time messing about on facebook. Let’s see how things go. And as I type this, a tune called ‘War/Fanfare From Rocky’ comes on. Evidently this is what Rocky wants me to do. Thanks Rocky, you hero.