Work, Work, Work

So since about 2 weeks ago, I've been working 2 jobs: Waiting tables at the Hog's Breath Cafe up here (the first one in Australia) and in a Fish and Chip shop. Yes, I literally work frying up chips and battered fish. It's good because I get to eat and drink for free while I work, so I've been saving up my 5cent pieces through that, but I work 7 days a week, about 60 hours in the week, so I'm tired and don't have a lot of time to do anything exciting. That is all about to change....

I was chatting with my boss at Hoggies last night, and, while I've only been working there for 2 weeks, they want me to become a sort of "supervisor" of the staff some of the nights I work. Basically, assign sections, come in early to set up the restaurant, stay late to close it down, that sort of thing. Pretty much working full time, as opposed to the 20-15 hours I work now for them. That's not even the best part...

In order for me to work there, I've pretty much told them that I would need to be staying in the country after my visa expires in October. So they're going to sponsor me to stay! WOOT! This means I'll be here in Airlie for 2 years, after which I can apply to become a resident. Huge relief, since I won't have to do the fruit-picking thing, and they pay for all the costs associated with the application, so I don't have to spend thousands of dollars just to get rejected because of my multiple homocide convictions. Those monkeys deserved to die, I told the judge that!

So that's my latest news. This means I won't get to see most of you for a few years, or possibly when I decide to fly back for a visit, which may be this Christmas, or just a random couple of weeks sometime in the near future. Once I get citizenship, you're all invited to visit me and take up space on my couch, or spare bed, or whatever i have available at the time.

Cheers!