Fed up. Want to be at home on my cosy sofa, watching Harry Potter. Travelling at Xmas to sort stupid embassy stuff sucks.
Too stressful, too much travelling.
Archive for December, 2006
Hastings train, drinking again, mince pies.
Now have horrible flu, jittery and cold. Feverish, watching Jurassic Park.
When I grow up I want to be a dinosaur.
And I fell over!
Woke up to the sound of crows cawing outside the in the misty Islington gardens of Adam and Maja’s beautiful house.
Unexplained drunk bruises. Talked too much, smoked too much, Slight anxiety, switching between euphoria and weeping and overwhelming urge to eat crisps and drink cola.
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I’ll never drink again………
Full moon clearly visible in the foggy daytime sky.
Mad rush to pack up everything, don’t forget the passport or to put the bins out, make sure there are clean sheets for the bed when we get back and toothbrushes, where are the toothbrushes did I pack Roi’s christmas present in this bag or the other one, where is my passport now, it’s not with yours, do we have the Uk chargers for the thingies, I’ll make sandwiches but not with tomato it’s too soggy, did I pack the right clothes, is it cold, I wont need this green scarf, but I will need that red scarf, and where is the laptop case, better paint my nails and empty the fridge and don’t forget to switch off all the lights, where is the cab? flying at Newark at nine p.m and breathe.
I love the way that you wiggle, I love the way that you “talk”
I love the way that you bravely squiggle under the bed in the dark
I love the way that you clean up when I’m not around
And the way you finish “hoobering” with that funny beepy sound
Your batteries were included, and I really must just say
Hooby you are the greatest, please don’t go away*
*To the IRobot repair place
I have recently pimped my internet tablet up with the LCARS Star Trek theme. It has helped my total conversion to my handheld of the future.





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