# Bosses thought it was a brilliant idea to get shelves for the CDs now, four weeks before Christmas. Frantic clearing of shelves, rearranging of tables & relocating (or plain stacking under the tables) of books ensued Fri-Sat. Today we had to turn up at 8 am to put everything back into place & order, and when we'd finished that, we had about five minutes where we patted ourselves on the shoulder and told each other how good we were before we got two big deliveries of books for the new advertisement folder which is supposedly in tomorrow's paper. Yay organisation.
# Russian drives me crazy with the verbs of motion and prefixes and perfect and imperfect aspects and whatnot. I hate feeling so stupid.
# Belly dancing workshop yesterday, which was nice, but then R. and U. dragged me first through a Christmas market (boring) and then into Love Happens, which was just awful. Mostly napped through the first part, because I was tired and also feeling a bit sick, and then kept wishing I could fall asleep again.
# What is it with (male!) actors who are something like a decade younger than me and Labyrinth? First GDL, and now
Bradley James... It never ceases to surprise me that anyone who wasn't a fourteen year old Bowie fan at the time would even know that movie.