Afternoon,
I'm feeling pretty good today, I had a good nights sleep (which involved a dream where I was wandering round Waterstones with ex girlfriends, there was only one next to me at the time but they kept morphing through them, which seemed perfectly ordinary. I was trying to find the science and philosophy section but every time I got past the novels I ended up in Boots (the chemist) which annoyed me greatly and I had to start again, making my way under some barriers to get in. I ended up going in to the attic of the place and everything but still couldn't find it. Sadly, I don't recall the conclusion). I'm feeling pretty chipper though, had a nice chat with my mam last night, bless her she'd been worried sick about me, she was a lot happier that I was feeling happier. Didn't get up to too much last night, watched a bit telly, did a bit reading, early night...the usual. Have some more fucking topper strawberries from waitrose. Some specialist type english grown ones. Bit expensive but they are very very worth it. They were heavenly to tuck in to yesterday afternoon when I bought a box. I'm not sure I like our new receptionist/financial woman. She sent out an e-mail today that had as the first line 'boys, boys, boys, there seems to have been some confusion'. Now, I hate receptionists and that referring to the working staff as 'boys', very patronising. Don't talk to me like I'm at school, eh?
I have pistachio nuts as a snack for later. Annoying to shell but very tasty. Well, until you stumble on one of the foul tasting ones. There's always one lurking in a packet that will make you wince and the taste stays for agggggeeeeesssssss.
Anyway, I'm doing a fictional bog roll packet so best crack on |
