Author: graybo

Less than cheery today. *sigh*
But anyway, a busy but hopefully profitable weekend looms large, replete with opportunities to reduce my credit card debt. You can help – if you enjoy gardening and are anywhere near Pashley Manor in East Sussex on Sunday, buy yourself an entry ticket and come and say hello.
If you are female, single, 30-ish and reasonably good looking – even better.

Beer tonight in the splendid company of James W (sing: he’s a rhinestone cowboy), Aris (still youthful), Paul F (doesn’t think German can be sung effectively), Sal (still smiling – does she ever stop smiling?), Kristian (pondering life), DJ (pondering beer) and Joel (a.k.a. Tintin). A top night. I’m very tired. And need a hug.

Seamus (office cat) is in a funny mood today. He’s pacing around, poking about where the building work has just been done (door replaced by wall), sniffing everything, but refusing offers of food or attention. Any experts on cat psychology here?

The impact of past relationships, part 2 (part 1):

• I know that sometimes things don’t work out, but that does not mean to say that it is not worth trying.
• I know it is still possible (and justified) to feel sad about things that didn’t happen.
• I never learn. All this crap about learning from experience is complete pants. I make the same mistakes, over and over and over.
• I’ve learned that deliberately running over a rabbit in your car whilst your (newly acquired) vegetarian girlfriend is sitting next to you is not a good plan.
• I’ve found that sometimes it doesn’t pay to stand on ceremony.
• I know that slagging off your loved one’s family is something that should be left to your loved one.

Robyn has had a little friendly prod at me for using what she considers to be excessively flowery prose.
I don’t think I get *that* flowery. What do you think?

Still busy. Still tired. The effort required to crawl from beneath EvilDuvet II this morning was almost as much as I could muster. Has to be said that EvilDuvet II is an improvement on its predecessor in that I wasn’t frighteningly hot in the middle of the night. Hopefully that will help me sleep a little better.
There’s loads of stuff floating around my mind at the moment, clouding my thoughts and perhaps my judgement. It is not anything in particular – just an aggregation of work, money, health, college and love worries. I’m feeling very embattled.

Still impossibly busy. Today was a busy day with few highlights. This morning I bought a new duvet because the one I have is just too darned hot for summer use (I know, this doesn’t make for exciting reading). Then I went to a place just outside Bristol to give a talk on hardy Geraniums (they’re plants, ok).
The most interesting part was finding that rural Somerset is beautiful, and very possibly a future short break destination – looks like there is plenty of good walking (once the paths are open again), plus nice towns and villages and no small number of good looking country pubs.

I first read this site about a month or so ago. Thanks to Ev, I’ve just been and looked again. It’s the first time that a blog has moved me to tears.

gah. Only just finished working – didn’t get home from the office until well after 8pm, but brought work with me. Now must sleep. Minimal blogging tomorrow too, as I have to go to Bristol to give a lecture. Normal service will be resumed just as soon as I can.

Should we worry about Marcia? I mean, where does she find this stuff???