Author: graybo

hmm. Readymeals. Instructions:
Remove your meal from the card wrapper and remove the film lid. Preheat the oven to an unbearable temperature. Place the meal in the oven. Leave it there until your flat is unbearably hot. Remove it when you can stand it no more. Discover that your meal is so darned hot that you can not eat it for 20 minutes. Have a banana instead.

yet another way to avoid doing useful work. I blame Mo.

I’m considering taking a short break. Having browsed a few online lastminute.com type places, I’ve got a shortlist: Oporto, Verona, Naples, Venice and Seville. Unfortunately, Stockholm wasn’t available. Recommendations anyone?

strange. But ..um.. rather good. Link nabbed from Robyn.

Beer tonight with Paul F, Ian, Claudette and the lovely Simone, as well as her mate Paul (didn’t get his surname – how do I distinguish him from all the other Pauls? “Paul X”? Noooooo, that makes him sound like a porn star. Maybe he is a porn star?). A relaxing evening, filled with the usual banter and smutty comments – just about what I needed to keep me grounded and in touch with reality (which is increasingly difficult).

Very useful. especially for Americans listening to TMS on the net.

In poll news, I’m coming up behind Brooke quickly. Insert your own joke here.

gosh, it’s hot.

tip for today: rush out and buy Nitin Sawhney‘s album Prophesy. It’s utterly brilliant, especially the track ‘Cold and Intimate’.

and, to top off the day, two text messages from CS and a phone call. A friend said today that I was walking around with a coathanger in my mouth! (in other words, for the hard of understanding, I’m still grinning like the Cheshire cat)