New boots vs pinched nerve.

Looks like this is going to be a fun week.

I want to be cold.

Right! FUCKING! NOW!!!

Bastard!

Have I ever mentioned to you folks that I hate money?

There may be trouble... ahead.

But I am now back.

I have spent the past week on the Isle of Mull. Gorgeous is a fair place to start, and by Satan's unholy mixing decks I needed that break.

A more thorough and graphic write up, if you want it, will be available once I get god to send me the photos we took.

Trouble is, tomorrow I go back to work.

Who the spanners made it half past midnight already?

Bloody monkfish-fondling lung-worshippers!

where are you?

and once again the weather fails to last until I get out of work.

dammit!

flip-flops

Surely I am not teh only person who thinks they should all be melted down and turned into some kind of ultimate doom weapon instead?