Entry for 27th November, 2007

I still have the jemmy! So, those of you who are going on holiday had better beware, or I will be round at your manors sharpish with my little mask and my bag labelled "swag".
I am ridiculously pleased at my breaking and entering exploits which I mentioned in my last entry. I feel that I may have missed my vocation. Unfortunately, at the careers convention in Sixth Year, Car Burglar was not an option which was presented to me. If only psychometric testing was more accurate, surely they would have apprenticed me to The Pink Panther, and by now I would be a renowned International Jewel Thief.
On second thoughts I wouldn't be renowned, because that would mean I probably wasn't a very successful International Jewel Thief, and would probably mean that I was in jail probably with a large heavily tattooed man who I have to call Daddy Yumyum.
But on third thoughts, I could be renowned if I was known by a pseudonym, like the Baillieston Cat, or the Whiteinch Shadow. Then, I would have the best of both world - the fame (and all the underworld kudos and loose women that go with it), whilst avoiding spending most of my life behind bars (which, lets face it, is the downside of a career in crime: imagine never being able to bend down for a piece of soap again).