Work is actually busy now, and authors and reviewers are proving to be the pains I was told they would be. And we had a 2 hour meeting today to decide what books would be published in November and December. We were supposed to have another one straight afterwards, but fortunately we managed to postpone it till tomorrow morning, cos we were all starving.
Suran's gone back to Cambridge. He says I have to go and visit him. When I asked why, he said because there was a Starbucks there (as in coffee house like in the States.) That sounds like a good enough reason to go to Cambridge. I'm sure there's plenty of other drinking establishments that I'd enjoy aswell. But it's not the same as the Time Tunnel at Liverpool Uni, where I get to get nostalgic about the music.
Do you remember the film Pyrates? Kevin Bacon and Kyra Sedgwick setting lots of things on fire just by kissing. I've been looking for it everywhere, and allegedly, I'm not holding my breath, this internet site has it, and I've ordered it, and it might, just might arrive on my doorstep one of these days. I think I fell asleep during it the last time it was on TV, cos they showed it so late at night, but these 80s films are so hard to get hold of. I think I'll go and see if they've got One Crazy Summer now.
I've got an hour and a half left to keep working, so I guess I'd better find some more people to nag. I think I'm a bit more stable this week than I have been, work doesn't seem quite as daunting as before, and I'm slowly getting to work out what people are like and who the hell they are, which I guess is a start!
