No sale

Well, my work gamble backfired spectaculary. I didn't make a single sale all week and effectively worked five and a half days for nothing! It is so galling that just thinking about it drives me insane. Still, I'll just have to chalk it down to experience. There are sales to be made and money to be made, I just need to do it a little better and be a little luckier. I've two and a half weeks to go and there's no point trying to find a different job now. How the next fortnight goes will probably decide whether I come back with a reasonable chunk of debt or just about break even.
The people I'm working with are a good laugh, even if most are quite a bit younger than me. The company had their quarterly awards last night and there was a free bar in a place in Darling Harbour (so I didn't come away completely empty handed). It was good.
Aside from that my life's pretty boring at present, certainly compared to the last four months, and will continue to be that way until the travelling begins again in earnest.
I am staying in King's Cross. I did look at moving hostels - when all the women are hookers but not all the hookers are women (that's not quite true, but sometimes walking along Darlinghurst Road it feels like it), it's time to move on - however, where I am is really cheap and the people here are good, and I couldn't really be bothered lugging my stuff half way across the city - most of the time I'm out not making money anyway!