Being proactive so as not to mope. So far this morning I have hung three pictures, rehung the clock that had to be moved, filled two bin bags with rubbish and packed a bag of unwanted books for the charity shop.

Yesterday, horribleness aside, I spent the morning helping Open City London unload 843 boxes from trucks into their building. 843 boxes full of boxes and weighing more than one of my class. I then helped them reload the trucks with 720 boxes of old books that were down in the cellar ( Read more... )

Well, yesterday was quite awful, but time to move on ( Read more... )

Managed to sleep until 5am, but that may be because everyone fed me yesterday and I was simply too full to move.

Today I am off to London where there may be lunch and will definately be a lot of pottering.

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Having been asked by various family and friends what I want to mark my turning 37 (besides a general look of amazement that I haven't managed to explode myself) and coming up with little more than a shrug (because "my own Watson" is met with "yeah, but really?") my family have given up and gone : "Right, day of Sherlock Holmes in London" which ( Read more... )

Very much in a "The world can piss right off!" sort of mood.

I suppose I have to applaude my unconscious mind for being creative in the way it terrorises me but it is exhausting ( Read more... )

Dear nightmares,

I don't want to dream about git face or being attacked.

Dear body,

Calm the fuck down. We've been awake for ten minutes so we should be breathing normally and lowering the pulse.

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So far this morning I have worked out the scheme of work for ICT, PE and Listening for next academic year and nearly sorted my day plans.

I need a life!