So, What's Been Up?
Now Playing: The Salon on TV, further proving that TV is shite.
Sunday
Got to bed at 4am. Amazed that I woke up at all - needed four strong coffees to get out of Toulouse's flat - I was well wired. Still missed my train to London. Had to flirt rapaciously with Frenchmen to get a free ticket onto the next train out of Paris.
Came back to the UK, bought a pile of CD's on the way (let me tell you, it sounds weird to be playing bluegrass loudly in the car and giggling in South East London). Blogged.
Monday
Knackered. I need 122 hours sleep a night, me, these days. Thought about going to see a movie. Nope. No way I have the energy. Listened to my CD's. The Philip Glass one makes me cry, so I see the Curse of Good Music isn't over yet.
A spider lives next to the lock on the big red gate to my house. A big, red one.
Tuesday
Knackered. Did shitloads of shopping - it's cold and damp - am spending my mornings scraping frost off my car - so the combination of chill and having eaten mostly meat and cheese in Paris made me hanker for large amounts of red raw meat. Spent way too much money and the checkout chatty cheesy guy asked me if that was all my Christmas shopping done now? Jeez, forgot about Christmas.
Didn't go to a big pub meet - went to bed early instead. Felt crap about that, but I really need to catch up on my zzz's.
Wednesday
Went to see LOTR on my own. I hate the books, and wasn't so enamoured of the Twin Towers, but this was utterly fantastic. Definitely a homo-erotic hobbit love story. The only bad part was that East London audiences get up and go home at the point in the movie when they think it's five minutes from the end. So I could barely see anything but heads bobbing and fat fellas striding for the final twenty minutes.
Harvardboy came over from Hamburg for the evening, and I went for a pizza by the British Museum with him. It was fun, although I seem to get a little giddy if suddenly introduced into human company these days.
Didn't go to the work party, too many other things to do.
Thursday
Put away the three days's worth of washing up that I'd left for my sister to do last Saturday. Discovered that the cat had puked over it. Are you getting an idea of how clean my house is yet?
Tried watching TV (haven't done this for two months really). Animal Hospital and Eastenders. Was shite.
Didn't go to the big work party, or the champagne pre-party. Too knackered.
Blog traffic went weird today - dropped from 190 visitors a day to 6. Lumme! I alienated four continents! Wondered if everyone had gone to my work party instead. Bed early.
Friday
Attended the afternoon work party, because it's the sort where you sit down, pull crackers, eat, listen to speeches. I love listening to speeches, it's one of the highlights of my year. Everyone whom I like at work bunked it, 'cos it's the sort of party that has speeches.
Shame, the speeches were classic this year - just one, and a fifty something grown man broke down in tears in the middle of it. Marvellous. He's a lovely bloke, too. Very touching. Way better than Eastenders. Duch invited me over, but I didn't go, cos I was knackered by two in the afternoon. Went to bed in broad daylight. Slept for fourteen hours straight. Perhaps a wicked witch has cursed me. I need a fairy princess, then. One with sex toys would do.
Christmas Cracker Joke Survey 1:
Q. Where do you take a sick horse?
A. To a horse-pital.
(Marks and Spencer; should be ashamed of themselves...)
Updated: Monday, 22 December 2003 11:13 AM GMT
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