Monday

Greetings, Internet! Hmm. If thinking what to put in these posts wasn't hard enough, I have to think up titles too. Check out the amazingly original and subversive title of this one. Bet you can't guess what this post is about, huh? Give me a break, it's midnight as of when I'm writing this, and it's been a fairly busy day. At least it gives me something to write.
Started "Work Focus Training" today. Well, I had my induction, which meant signing lots and lots of papers, and writing out my NI number six billion times. Yet I still can't remember it, and have to check every single time I use the damn thing. Then I had to read a booklet how racism is bad. Yeah, because I need to be taught that. Then came the questions. Yeah, this thing was a quiz as well. First few questions meant reading advertiments for avalible jobs for MEN ONLY, and askling me who they could possibly  be discriminating against. Gee, I dunno.
Then came the wordsearch. Yeah, there was a wordsearch. That one threw me. Not sure how finding words like "DISCRIMINATION" and "INDIRECT" is suppose to teach me that discrimination is bad, and how no to use it at work. I'll admit, the booklet wasn't all bad. Did you know you have to be given time off for a sex-change operation? I didn't. So, if you want a holiday, and see how the other half live...
So yeah, that was my Monday. Filling in forms and wordsearchs. I mock, but I think this WFT could really help me a get a job, so yay! On the writing side of things, I managed to get a bit of writing done on the bus home, but I don't recommend writing on a crowded, busy bus. It makes my already terrible handwriting pretty much unreadable.
All the best, PR Thornton

First post

Hi. My name is Patrick Thornton, and this is my blog. It's called "Message in a Bottle", like, I imagine, a million other blogs because that is largely how I see this. I don't know who'll read this blog, if anyone, so it's kinda like throwing a bottle with a message in into the ocean, with no real idea who'll read it, and if it'll even be found. It's not the most original simile, but I think it works.
So what kind of stuff will I post here? Buggered if I know. I'm making this stuff up as I go alone, same with everything I do. I'm attempting to get a career as a writer, perferably of novels, so this will be partly be a Captain's Log of my (hopefully) rise to glory, and (more likely) a place for me to rant about I never seem to get published.
Yeah, there'll probably be a lot of ranting. Aside from the writing thing, this'll be a place for me to write about stuff that amused me, pissed me off, that kind of things. It's kind of theraphutic, like having a shrink I don't have to pay, but don't worry, on the off chance someone else finds this message in a bottle, I'll at least try to make my posts interesting, and there's even a chance of smirkable humour occaisonly.
So yeah, that's the idea behind this. Hope you - whoever you are, you crazy diamonds - find this and enjoy. I'll try to post regularly.
Anyway, I could talk all day (seriously), so I'll just say see you for now, and hopefully I be back with something interesting soon.
All the best, PR Thornton.