Hello, I am back. I hadn't been around for a bit because, well, Something Bad Happened. But two days ago it snowed - ridiculous snow for a few minutes, it was like someone was flicking huge globs of foam down from the sky, or falling feathers. So, without meaning to sound like a twat (and i know I will because this is how these things happen), i ( Read more... )

Dear Edinburgh ( Read more... )

Being ill has its upsides and downsides ( Read more... )

I always thought that 'work hard, play hard' was a maxim. A pithy saying by which one ought to endeavour to live ones life ( Read more... )

Due to the rather complicated mechanisms of tights (as discussed at my birthday party) today I am wearing two pairs of pants and a thick pair of black tights and what could conventially be called a t-shirt but is today filling in as a dress. and my felt booooooooooooooots ( Read more... )

So, in other news, I'm being fax-stalked by an Italian. That's right, every day he faxes me from Sicily. I have kept all the correspondance in a (rather large) pile. We once spoke on the phone but it was followed up by a fax informing me that he hadn't understood a word I'd said, cutting short the telephone affair.

Guess I'd better fax him back...

Having exhausted all my other obsessions, I have defaulted to one of my oldest ( Read more... )

Hello insides, it's the cognitive part of the body to which you belong. I can't help but feel that you're broken. The pain is a dead giveaway. Now, I don't know what's wrong, if it was that rogue chip in the onion rings, the onion rings and cider before tea, or something I've picked up; but whatever I've done to you I am truly sorry. So please stop ( Read more... )

I'm joining the union. That should be fun. Today I saw some Unisen members striking so I gave them the thumbs up from across the road. That got a wee cheer. Only a wee one because there were only four women on the picket line. Perhaps not many people work there, or perhaps the rest were in bed.

Something really bad happened today. We were wondering what MPU stood for, in terms of online advertising. Quick as a flash (well, quick as the network will allow anyway), i'm on wikipedia and the disambiguation page comes up with 'Mid Page Unit' and i burst out with 'oh yeah - it's when you look at the Telegraph ... uh, or the Guardian ( Read more... )