Crappy day.
What an arm-pit of a day. Overcast, gloomy, miserable, damp everywhere.
Yes. For once I feel rather bored.
Yesterday, bit like Metal Mikey's actually, really good, got lots of things done, house is cleaned and tidy, usual worries dealt with, TV and film quota watched.
So today I would have liked to get a hedge trimmer and attack bits of the garden but it's far too damp out there to mix electricity with water. I've spent too long I think in front of this computer (and, worringly, my wrists have been giving me trouble the last two weeks) and I've read a couple of chapters of Sharon Osborne's latest autobiography.
So yeah. For once in about 16 years I'm finally at a loose end, short of starting another project or something or going for a walk in the wet (which might not be that bad an idea, actually). Oh and making a LJ post.
Well that killed five minutes.
Yes. For once I feel rather bored.
Yesterday, bit like Metal Mikey's actually, really good, got lots of things done, house is cleaned and tidy, usual worries dealt with, TV and film quota watched.
So today I would have liked to get a hedge trimmer and attack bits of the garden but it's far too damp out there to mix electricity with water. I've spent too long I think in front of this computer (and, worringly, my wrists have been giving me trouble the last two weeks) and I've read a couple of chapters of Sharon Osborne's latest autobiography.
So yeah. For once in about 16 years I'm finally at a loose end, short of starting another project or something or going for a walk in the wet (which might not be that bad an idea, actually). Oh and making a LJ post.
Well that killed five minutes.