I'm drinking champagne, smoking cigarettes, and reading a riveting novel, meself. Occasionally I break to eat tidbits, and feed tidbits to the dog. It's that kind of Sunday around here.

Just woke up. I'm doing what i can.

What happened to that lofi link? Does that still work?

In an hour I have to go and meet a new batch of teachers for a course we have starting tomorrow. Thank you USAID for this gift from the American people that is paying my rent this month.

Oh, and I am smoking cigarettes too.

Bright and sunny day here, we're heading out for brunch and then back home for laundry and cleaning. Getting ready for my first day of work tomorrow which means that I won't be around here some much during the day.

I just got back from Romford, where I'd hoped to find a cast-iron griddle in Debenhams, because I have a £10 gift card to spend there. No joy, and I couldn't find on anywhere else. The cheap metal griddle I have is warped. I'll order from Amazon, with free delivery.

In the car on the way home I ended up in tears, listening to Elaine Paige's show tune hour on Radio 2. Dammit - why did she have to play 'Send in the Clowns' followed by 'Some Enchanted Evening'? Both those songs rip at my heartstrings.

Football is on soon, my team is playing in the FA Cup. Then I have a phone date with my boo, and after that it'll be dinner time, and getting my stuff ready for work.

What an exciting life I lead!

I'm grumpy for no real reason.

(((Stewriffic)))
Am I doing it right?

I just got up. It's early here. And I woke up worrying about money, which is never a fun way to wake up.

I have spent the morning sitting around in my bathrobe, eating chocolate chip cookies and reading David Sedaris's latest book. It's the most decadent morning I've had in a long time.

...aaaand right now the baby woke up.

I'm grooming. Can't talk. Mudd-mask will crack.

I don't know, but it's definitely not helping me procrastinate on doing these stats while at work. (Ugh. Note to self: prepare spreadsheets BEFORE deciding to do detailed stats because otherwise you'll just have to write out all the info by hand and want to shoot yourself.)

I lost 13 lbs. in two weeks on my new workout regimen - a lean, mean 212 lbs. now. Still 38 pounds off my goal, though. Onward!

Nice LT. I've been working out for a week and have gained a couple pounds. I'd be very happy to be back down to 212, I actually look skinny at that weight.

Avoiding marketing homework again...blarg. Will probably head off to a cafe in a few to force me to read up on IT services. Fascinating... If I get to 12 pages, I can head out to a friends for movies tonight.

Mr. Pie is cleaning the bunny house and bedroom. Yeah, equality!