Thursday, 3 July 2008


Well, another week is winging by. Although it was enlivened by me throwing up for 2 days earlier on. I am assuming it's stress related as Mr WithaY is fine and I have no other unpleasant manifestations of food poisoning/stomach bug*.

Also did my party trick of waking up screaming in the wee small hours. How Mr WithaY loves that. Nothing like having a large bird jumping out of bed in a not-quite-awake panic in the middle of the night to help you relax.

I went into the office yesterday still feeling as though I had butterflies the whole time, which was freaky. Still, managed a decent night's sleep last night and feel more like my old self** today.

I realised that in the last month I have put in about 6 days extra worth of hours, so I need to keep track of that properly. I am not able to claim for overtime but if I have some decent records of times and so on I can at least negotiate for some time off instead. And I'm away to Belfast (just for the day) next week so that will be another stupidly long day.

Ah, my jetset lifestyle.

Other news: Am practicing The Police's "Can't Stand Losing You" on my geeeeeetar. Not only is it a great song to sing but it's almost all barre chords so fab practice for a lazy slacker like me. The big gig draws closer. I need to ask my lovely guitar teacher when I can come over to a band practice. Will do that tonight, as I think he's coming over.

I have decided to invest in a solar powered iPod/mobile phone charger. Anyone have any advice as to which are any good?

Come the revolution, total breakdown of society, 3 day a week power cuts etc I think it will be handy not relying on the National Grid to be able to listen to Iron Butterfly at my desk and text my mates.

*You know what I mean, don't make me spell it out.

**Tall, dark and grouchy.


B.E. Earl said...

I always assume the when the revolution comes with the associated breakdown of society that the satellites will go dark. Maybe it will happen when they flip the switch on that super collider in France/Switzerland come August.

I just hate to plan ahead, I guess. If it goes bad, I want it to REALLY go bad.

Tony H said...

Tall, dark and grouchy eh? Mmm, as Meatloaf said, two out of three ain't bad. I love tall grouchy women.

livesbythewoods said...

Earl, I have a whole contingency plan all worked out. A mate of ours, when asked where he wanted to be come the breakdown of society, said "At your house".

Our plan does involve barricading the whole village in the pub.

Tony, I can do grouchy that would rock your world, sweetie.

B.E. Earl said...

I'm heading to your house too.

Be prepared.

livesbythewoods said...

I'll make sure we have some decent tequila put by.