My Job

The three year term on my contract is up at the beginning of next year. Last week my supervisor informed me that they had advertised for my position, as they must by government regulations. I saw it in yesterdays paper. You can't have it! I want to keep it! Why else would I be spending my weekend trying to write the best image management system I can? I really, truly don't want to leave the scientific research/academic field. I've been there, done that, and mostly hated it. I really feeling like doing some mathematics right now. Memories of the ANU echo in my mind, brought on by reading the cartoons in the old "Alternative Science Handbooks". Listening to the soundtracks to "The Dish" and "A Beautiful Mind" make the ache worse. No time for dreams. Back to work. And I want my damned job!