Friday, January 27, 2006
That Friday Feeling
5820 seconds until the weekend.
Can you guess that I've had enough of this week?!
Plans for the weekend involve sleeping, exercising, and sorting out my study so that I can a) start to write again and b) open the flow of my life (feng shui style) by chucking out all the crap I've dumped in there. Obviously the extra benefit is that there'll be less boxes of random crap to transport to Brighton, and therefore more floor space in our new smaller home (which of course we haven't found yet, but still).
In other news: I have started to use anti-wrinkle eye cream - it's all downhill from here; despite having only lost 0.2 of a pound in the last ten days, my waist is looking smaller; Tesco have a really nice Pinot on offer for just £2.99 at the moment - try it, it's good; I feel trapped by buildings and grey sky and I long for a view to the horizon; Jellie has got me all nostalgic about chunky brown Fisher Price cassette players; I'm confused as to how Simon Hughes can be bi, have won his first election on an anti-gay stand, therefore be a huge hypocrite, and yet still seem like the best candidate for the Lib Dem leadership (in which I have to vote); I feel like I haven't seen real sunshine in months.
5040 to go...
Can you guess that I've had enough of this week?!
Plans for the weekend involve sleeping, exercising, and sorting out my study so that I can a) start to write again and b) open the flow of my life (feng shui style) by chucking out all the crap I've dumped in there. Obviously the extra benefit is that there'll be less boxes of random crap to transport to Brighton, and therefore more floor space in our new smaller home (which of course we haven't found yet, but still).
In other news: I have started to use anti-wrinkle eye cream - it's all downhill from here; despite having only lost 0.2 of a pound in the last ten days, my waist is looking smaller; Tesco have a really nice Pinot on offer for just £2.99 at the moment - try it, it's good; I feel trapped by buildings and grey sky and I long for a view to the horizon; Jellie has got me all nostalgic about chunky brown Fisher Price cassette players; I'm confused as to how Simon Hughes can be bi, have won his first election on an anti-gay stand, therefore be a huge hypocrite, and yet still seem like the best candidate for the Lib Dem leadership (in which I have to vote); I feel like I haven't seen real sunshine in months.
5040 to go...
