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inulroI had an odd week - I was feeling really well (as in better than I have for years) during the day, but then coming home and instantly collapsing in a little heap. Good for being effective at work and having the day go by much faster than when I feel like poo, but less so for getting anything done outside of work. I now feel like I'm coming down with another cold, which I can certainly live without.
Went shopping for my least favourite thing yesterday - bras. And I've put on a metrick fuckton of weight since I last bought bras, so I didn't know where to start. Still, if the ones I bought in LaSenza are as comfy as they seemed to be in the shop, I'm going to go back and buy a whole bunch more and be set for several more years. I deliberately didn't load up on end-of-the-line sale ones for that very reason.
In the process, I discovered that I *really* need a new pair of granny boots - the old ones were cheap & crap to begin with, and don't seem to be fitting so well any more. Sadly, the only ones I could find that didn't have ridiculously high heels were quite expensive and not in the sale. Next month, I guess. I'm reluctant to source them online because they have to be really comfy so that I can do a fair bit of walking in them.
Today was Bibliogoths, so I had a really good Sunday lunch and various plots were formed for use of the upstairs function room at the Cornubia. Getting out of the house more than once a month would be cool, so I'll willing to put in some effort. Except, of course, that I'm useless and can't even promise to be fit to do anything on time. Which means my contributions will probably be financial.
Bristol people - go to the Cornubia! Lovely old pub with a good range of drinks, recently taken over by a very nice person.
Er - I'm sure there was something else, but as I won't embarrass myself by wittering on about how excited I am by the return of CSI:NY (mmmm- Flack), I'm not sure what it is.
Edit: Just remembered - that latest Bad Science missive is about a "nutritionist" company who claim that pumpkin seeds cure depression. Which is clearly bullshit, because if that were true I'd be the happiest person in the world.
Went shopping for my least favourite thing yesterday - bras. And I've put on a metrick fuckton of weight since I last bought bras, so I didn't know where to start. Still, if the ones I bought in LaSenza are as comfy as they seemed to be in the shop, I'm going to go back and buy a whole bunch more and be set for several more years. I deliberately didn't load up on end-of-the-line sale ones for that very reason.
In the process, I discovered that I *really* need a new pair of granny boots - the old ones were cheap & crap to begin with, and don't seem to be fitting so well any more. Sadly, the only ones I could find that didn't have ridiculously high heels were quite expensive and not in the sale. Next month, I guess. I'm reluctant to source them online because they have to be really comfy so that I can do a fair bit of walking in them.
Today was Bibliogoths, so I had a really good Sunday lunch and various plots were formed for use of the upstairs function room at the Cornubia. Getting out of the house more than once a month would be cool, so I'll willing to put in some effort. Except, of course, that I'm useless and can't even promise to be fit to do anything on time. Which means my contributions will probably be financial.
Bristol people - go to the Cornubia! Lovely old pub with a good range of drinks, recently taken over by a very nice person.
Er - I'm sure there was something else, but as I won't embarrass myself by wittering on about how excited I am by the return of CSI:NY (mmmm- Flack), I'm not sure what it is.
Edit: Just remembered - that latest Bad Science missive is about a "nutritionist" company who claim that pumpkin seeds cure depression. Which is clearly bullshit, because if that were true I'd be the happiest person in the world.
