Have you?

Have you ever been drunk at work? I mean, like the kind that's left over from the previous night's indulgences... very professional indeed *slaps self on hand*

It's official, Jo has "the fever" she pulled this girl last night and then went home and had some action with her friend from out of town! Shocking! Non stop action. When it rains it pours. She really needed that! Yea!

"It's half eleven and not a child in the house is washed!" Exclaims Dearbhla. I don't think she could ever cease to amuse me with her quirky Irish expressions.

Hannah's birthday party tomorrow. Mandy and Kate are out of town for the weekend... should be an interesting night. Lots of organizing to do Saturday morning, going into town with Jo to collect the cake from chockiewockiedoodah (wow that was fun to write). I think I'll take the opportunity to return my rake-less mini Zen rock garden that I bought a few weeks back... not so Zen without the rake... just my luck, I buy tranquility in a box and it's missing a piece. LOL

Spoke with the seestor last night. Got the low down on her and her South African boy toy that she has staying with her. Contrary to what I was lead to believe... she is getting a shag out of the arrangement... she did however mention that she was anxious for him to find a job and his own place so she could have the house to herself. She sounds happy, she's loving all the furniture I left for her... things couldn't have worked out better.

Have I mentioned how fabulous Drew is of late?

Thom Yorke showed me how to disappear completely. He knows the way.

Chaos spins around me and I am weak to the temptations that offer me more than what surrounds me now. It's two minutes to six and my brain went into overload about 2h ago.

Drew has announced himself as my first full pledged blog groupie... Got a message from him this PM reading...

"why haven't you updated your journal? I eagerly logged on with bated breath to discover what was happening in the world of Sarah Jarrett, only to find your life as of yesterday. What happened to Sarah? Is she still a doormat? They can't have killed her off like they do in all the other soaps!

WE WANT SARAH!
WE WANT SARAH!
WE WANT SARAH!"

The guys here at the office, found the coolest site this aft. Check it out. You have to stay watching until it gets to the end and does the Matrix, 3D angle part. Very groovy. All this talent yet he uses AOL???? Ah well, bet this boy is going to be very wealthy some day!

http://members.aol.com/gqwu/fight.swf

Got a letter from my seestor today who is hoping to be able to get some flights to London when she's back at the airline in Dec. She was telling me stories about people I used to go to high school with, who now have babies, and ones who are returning like her to teach at our old school. I can't imagine being further away from any of that...

Doormat no longer

When you're like me and tend to roll out into a doormat when dealing with people, it's very strange to be in a situation where I, for once did not act the way I usually do. It's such a bizarre feeling. Kind of disorienting, sort of like a "new you". I'm thinking I might just have grown up a little bit...

The sun is out today and Leftfield is playing in the studio. After having stayed at the office till 8pm last night followed by a trip to the gym... I stumbled into the flat at 10pm... I am exhausted. Back at the office this morning at 9am... feels like I never left. "No rest for the wicked" my mother would say.

Pay day, as I've discovered is not until next Wednesday... my worst fear. I'm feeling like it's been an eternity since I've been sorted financially and it's starting to take a toll on my mental well being. Without a joke, looks like I'll not be able to go out and play tomorrow night.... :( poo. There are far worse things in this world so there is not use me whining.

will someone show me how to disappear completely?

sj_chick@yahoo.com

So long, and thanks for being a Fish

Her time came. Poor little Pearl. Jo, Dan and I spent last night in her company as the last hours of her life drained out of her. We tried to make light of the situation, then sadly our well wishes turned to us trying to come up with humane ways to put her out of her misery. No suitable ones were devised, so she was left to her natural path.

Jo texted me this morning to break the news that Pearl had indeed crossed over. She spent a while with her before giving her a proper burial (mini crucifix and all), in the flower box on the terrace.

The clouds are moving so quickly today I feel like the studio is being pulled with them. As I look out the large sky lights to my left I think about the so very much work to do, I kind of wish I could fly away with them.

Totally madness...

what a weekend. Busy yet restful. Went out for drinks with the work fellas on Friday. Had some good laughs and cleared the air with the senior designer... Internal communications are a little bit of a problem here so adding in a few glasses of Champaign helped a lot!.

Saturday was busy, Faye's BF came to collect all the furniture that she had left in the flat when she moved out... Our living room is now quite sparse. We have but 1 futon now and no stand or Ariel for the TV. Had breakie with Jo and Then headed to the gym early afternoon... Stayed there for a good 2h and then walked back home. Finally got to venture into the really cool little park near my house... lots of exploring... it's really quite quaint. Don't think I would want to venture through it after dark really... Ended up back at the flat, relaxed ate supper and just read my book. Jo and I met up with the girls downtown at around 9. Left first out... Hazel was there... I think Jo scared her to death. LOL she blew kisses as I walked out the door. Hmmm. Then we all headed to this torrid night at this bistro. Kerry was so set on trying new things. We went, it was very similar to any Ottawa lesbo night... sort of reminiscent of the Coral Reef.... We had a laugh and danced like idiots. Kat and I went over to some girls who were standing on their own to try and invite them over to talk to Jo and Kerry... it all went swiftly downhill into the realm of the surreal when the one blond girl announced that she was Luxembourg and that her hair was the colour of cow piss. Taken back, thinking that we had just misunderstood what the woman said... she repeated it... sure enough again she continued on about "cow piss hair" Kat and I slowly backed away scratching our heads... strange strange girl. We were very afraid.

Walked back to ours... arrived about an hour later.. I think I had enough exercise to make up for an entire week! Fell into bed and slept like a baby till 13h the next day. When I finally got up I prepared to head to my cousins for Tea... It was a nice quite journey on the tube that afforded me time to read my new book... ahhh... got back home around 9h30 and decided going straight to bed would be the most desirable option... mmm sleep!

Work is another week of bedlam... Dearbhla leaves in a week for her holidays so I have to look forward to even more work! Goodness!

Finally put up some pics check out the links I think they'll work better than imbedding the images like last time...

1) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/Angel.JPG - Islington Angel... my neighbourhood
2 www.geocities.com/sj_chick/Camden.jPG - Camden Market... great shopping
3) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/Lucy_Chris_Garden.jpg - Lucy and Chris's Garden
4) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/Lucy_chris_drive.jpg - Lucy and Chris's front drive
5) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/lucy_chris.jpg - Lucy and Chris
6) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/Mary.JPG - My mum arriving!
7) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/me_mum.JPG - Me and Mum 1
8) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/me_mum2.JPG - Me and Mum 2
8) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/myroom.JPG - My room
9) www.geocities.com/sj_chick/newhair.JPG - My new Hair

I feel the need to write. just like I seem to always feel the need to be so philosophical on my Thursday bus rides home. I need to reduce the space of the distance between wanting and doing. There are just so many opportunities, so much to do.

I am going to get commissioned to do that article. I'm going to focus on finding and doing something interesting to write about.

Morcheba is playing in the studio today (lying in bath music says Dearbhla). It's quite an interesting Friday. It's nice to finally have some tunes in the studio. For a while it was feeling like a bit of a morgue... The projects keep pouring in and I'm really noticing how much room there is for creative direction... projects where in the past Mark would have come in with fabulous ideas, are now left open. Its' up to me to find the Mark ideas. So little time, however, so much can be learned too! I'm liking my job more and more. I'm doing 2 CD's, a photo shoot and a video... plus about 30 print jobs. It's getting more diverse. I like that.

Had a long chat with both Jo and Dan last night. I guess I had something about me yesterday that inspired people to spill it on me. Sometimes I think I would have been alright to splinter off into a career of counseling. It's all good... I think it would have drained my emotional energy too much.

My desk is a ravaged island of paper. Organized chaos. My mind, is light and free.

It's still warm!

I'm really enjoying the fact that it's still quite warm here 17 degrees... Darrell wrote me this morning telling me that it snowed in Ottawa the other day. Man, I'm wearing a tank top and a denim jacket! I love it!

There is a really great special on flights from Air Canada, offering flights to London for 249$ return! Imagine! I'm not accepting any excuse for people not coming to visit! *tee hee*

Work is running late into the evenings... no mind really, it helps fill time and not spend money. Only another week and a bit before we get paid and life gets back to normal!

Enjoyed a quiet evening at home along last night. Watched a really interesting documentary on the BBC about skinny women. It's so amazing what people do! Now I know I'll never be thin but I'll be damned if I'm not healthy. The non smoking thing is going well... I don't think it will ever be easy... The jury is still out.

I saw stars...

idol computer stars that would be. But still stars nonetheless. Quite the eventful weekend. Had a smashing good night on Friday. Her name was Hazel and she had jet black hair and crystal blue eyes. Mmmm. Oh the adventures. Jo Kerri and Esmerelda and I hit the town. It was such a novelty to go out like a normal person on a Friday night. What fun. Had a few funny e-mails from the light eyed vixen this morning. Technology adds a really odd dimension to these sorts of things....

Saturday morning although a wee bit painful (hangover) was fun. Spoke briefly with mum in the early aft. then headed to Soho to help Kerry do some shopping. I now know why people make so much money here. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that there is just an endless amount of nice things to buy here... you need money! Had this really strange thing in the Diesel style lab shop... we were waiting for Kerry to try on the 300th pair of jeans and Jo, Esmerelda and I were sprawled on the sofa at the back of the shop. The three of us sat mesmerized by this angelic sales guy. Now it was the strangest thing because we all sat and stared at him for about 15 mins before we all realized that we were all absolutely captivated by is beauty. Now it was really odd... because no one was thinking "my god I fancy him" it was more like he was a piece of art. His face was like porcelain and his style so unique and his spirit so gentle. It was really neat. I know we were in the shop for almost an hour and the three of us sat there slack jawed not knowing quite what to think of the situation. We chose to sit and absorb.

Sunday was spent at Camden with Jo and Kerry... as Kerry's marathon shopping spree continued. It was the ultimate test of my fortitude... I have 0 money till the end of the month so I could not shop... I was feeling healthy for the first time in over a week and jonesing for a cigarette more than I would like to admit. I managed to not smoke....

Spent a few hours at the gym on Sunday night. It was one of those workouts where you could run on the treadmill forever. A wee bit of Roni Size can get you a long way. By the time I got home it was 10pm and I was so full of endorphins that I couldn't sleep. So I cleaned my room. Sorted out my washing. Cleaned the sitting room... did a budget...rang my mum... texted Dan... then finally just before midnight, fell asleep.

Morning came quickly today and with things going wrong all around me I managed to bumble my way to the launderette and drop off my washing and then finally made it to the gym at about 8h10... had a quick workout... and then dragged my butt to the office. The mountains of paperwork didn't disappear over the weekend. Dan has just written to tell me that she's taken to violently biting off the chocolate bunny's heads that she's eating in a fit of depression due to my financial distress... she's not liking me not being able to play this Thursday coming up. I think she's suffering from a bit of withdrawal from having missed last Thursday... she makes me laugh.

My new book and CD that my boss bought me arrived this morning. He's the best! I can't wait to get home to give a proper listen to the new lamb album. I'll have to let Jeffie know that I haven't missed the show... it's on the 19th and 20th but that brings me sadly back to the lack of funds issue... ah such is life I suppose. No bads, only goods. Chins up as my mother would say.

Got a really interesting e-mail from a friend today. It's quite comforting sometimes when you hear that someone else has come to the same realization that you did a while back... kind of a smug/comforting feeling. I'm so totally with you J!

Life here is hectic! I'm still fighting this uber-cough.... no relief in sight! I had a great day at the office yesterday. My really swell boss gave my co-worker and I 20£ gift certificates for Amazon.co.uk in appreciation of our hard work. It was so sweet. Dearbhla and I spend our brief lunch break shopping for books and CD's. I bought the new Lamb and a John Irving novel! I'm so excited to receive them next week.

I'm willing myself well so that I can go out and play this weekend. Went out for a bit last night with Kerry, but the smoky Candy Bar was too much for me to handle... I was so congested I could barely breathe! We left and went to this new pub in Soho called the Wellington (same name as the pub the jo jo and han work at in Islington) it was really nice and it had funky leopard print carpeting! Kitsch but really nice! Got home around 11h30 and went to bed.

Putting out fires left right and centre today. I was hoping to head home at noon to get some rest but it doesn't look like that will happen... I'm such a work-a-holic endorphin junky....

Although I'm not well, and have very little money, I can't remember the last time I was this happy!

Back...

Back at the office. Feeling a bit better than yesterday... sleep has been a challenge with my tickly cough... there could be far worse things...

Not quite sure that I'll be in any state for my Thursday night gallivanting... time will tell. Got a letter from snazzy Christine who was also at home feeling under the weather. I feel for you sister!

A little bit of tension in the flat. Hannah is upset with Jo not taking responsibilities for any of the bills or issues with the landlord. It's been almost a month since they've started construction on the addition to the back of the flat to put in the washing machine and still it's not even remotely finished. Hannah feels that Jo should take action and sort things out with the landlord since she's home all day... Fair enough. Hannah seems to be going through a bit of an emotional dip... she's over worked and underpaid and feels that Jo is running out and about and never worrying about bills etc. Hannah feels that she's constantly running after her for money and feeling like a bad guy... Pretty standard scenario... I've advised her to be pro-active and talk it out with Jo. I hope she does... I don't know how much more of Hannah's moody-broodiness I can handle. It's quite trying being around someone who is drowning in their miseries and who is not being pro-active about it...

Work is crazy insane... there is no end in sight. Good news really, the more work that comes in the more job security I have.... in light of all the shit going on in the world right now, who knows what to expect next.

...Staying positive!

The Sickie continues.

I had a long hot bath last night when I got home from work. My mum always said, have a log hot bath and go to bed. That just didn't do the trick.

Going home now. *sniffle*

s

A sickie on the weekend

Leave it to me to pull a sickie on the weekend. I finally succumbed to the nice little virus that my mum had when she came to visit me. I stayed in Sat. and Sunday night. I felt like poo. I did however manage to use this sickness to my advantage. I cleaned the flat and finally made my room, a room. It no longer looks like I'm just staying for a few weeks. I've settled. This is my new home.

I also took the opportunity during my many hours spent at home this weekend, to change. I've changed something drastically. I don't think most people would recognize me now! It's really fun. I quite like it. I leave it up to some guessing. Write me if you think know what I've done... and I'll send you a pic.

Well my wee scratchy voice and I best get back to work. Thanksgiving back in Canada today... no holiday here, that's for sure.

sj_chick@yahoo.com

nearing the end of day here... it's been a long one. Dearbhla and I have just recovered from a little bit of a silly-fit. We've been giggling and making monkey voices from this really funny advert that they show here. Go to www.itv.com and view the monkey ads. You'll see what I mean.

Heading to Jo and Kat's new flat tonight for some takeaway and chats. I was just going to stay home and recover from last night but I figured that I only live once and that it would be a shame not to go.

There was some very serious misbehaving last night. LOL. However a true lady never kisses and tells. In my case, I'll just skirt the details.

I ended up back at home eating jam toast with Jo Jo.

No interesting bus journey this time... quite frankly simply due to the fact that I do not recall my bus ride home.

Heard from Mark today. I'm so thrilled to hear that he's making waves in his big fancy job! Yea! I love it when things work out for people!

Speaking of Mark, I've been reading Spiral girl's journal as of late. It's strange because now that she has a voice so to speak... she seems so much harsher than I imagined when I was just looking at the pretty pictures on her site. She's less curved around the edges she's more crass than I had imagined. I'm kind of disappointed, but such is life. Kind of like when you see a radio personality and they look nothing like you think they would.

KJ's boy has arrived from South Africa... Mum reports that he is far too old for her and that KJ has decided that he is definitely not boyfriend materiel. I know he's in his 40's I can't imagine the look on my mum's face when she met him. I know age doesn't mean much but it sure would have been interesting. Ah well, it's nice for her to have some adventure.

Spoke with my friend Kathie that I haven't seen properly for years. She might be coming to visit me when she finishes her degree. It would be really great to see her again!

I'm very impressed, my mission to blog everyday this week was almost a success. it is not easy to keep up!

Ah yes, it's B-rad's B'day today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

sj_chick@yahoo.com

Oooh sweet mother of god, exclaims my Irish co-worker named Dearbhla! She makes me laugh. She has all these nutty expressions. Working here is such a cultural mish mash... German, South African, Irish, English, Welsh, Canadian... there is not a day that goes by that we aren't taking the piss out of one and other for our various cultural bizarreness...

Kerry is going to join Dan and I this evening on our traditional night on the town... in the famous words of Dan have been altered a bit today..."ladies, the sluts of Soho are on the prowl and with a new member" should be fun.

Was at the gym early this morning again... swimming last night. Good to know that I haven't fallen out of the habit of things even though it took me nearly a month to get things going... They show MTV on one of the flat screens that sits in front of the cardio... I'll get my video fixes at the gym since we don't get any on the TV at home...

It's been so busy and I'm so totally PMSing here at work... Tonight's outings will be a great stress reliever.

Have I mentioned how great a friend Sean is of late?

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“I am a fucking human being”

“I am a fucking human being” he exclaimed. There I sat in the middle of the upper deck of the 38 on my way back from comedy night at the Vespa lounge with Kerry. To the front of me were about 6 Asian men, sitting, occupying single places, bantering away in their own languages. Behind me sat a coloured man and a lower middle class white woman, to whom he was obviously trying to pull. In walked a skin head- late 20something man with a tattoo of a dragon that went from the front of his ear right on round to nearly his forehead. Complimenting this he had another tattoo of a small crucifix that sat right in between his eyebrows.

First there was a bit of commotion between this man and the fare collector. I was quickly relieved to discover that there was no conflict, and the proper fare was paid. The man with the tattoos was obviously rather sauced - and up for a bit of conversation. The reluctant fare conductor listened to the man as he started to pose his question. “ What do you think about this fucked up shit that has been going on lately?” The cautious Middle-Eastern fare collector skirted the question and tried to continue on collecting fares. He looked like he feared initiating some sort of fight with this daunting looking man.

I apprehensively waited for the conversation/response to transpire. I kept flashing my attention to the animated Asian conversation unravelling in front of me. There I sat, the passive observer, hoping for the best and expecting the worst… There was a slight lag in the conversation to the rear of me, broken swiftly by the fare collector asking the tattooed man if he had change for a 20£ note. Quite an odd exchange I thought to myself. The skinhead did indeed have change; during the exchange of monies the tattooed man took the occasion to prod on to the collector about what was clearly occupying his thoughts- the recent bombings in NYC. As all this unfolded, I started to realize that what I was witnessing was not brooding aggression on the part of a drunken racist, but a boy, a scared human being who just wanted to be comfort through an ordinary conversation. “ I am a fucking human being and I don’t care what the fuck god you or I believe in. What those fuckers did was wrong”.-he shouted.

At that very moment I felt very aware of how blatantly I pre-judged the tattooed man, and this entire incident. Everyone on that bus was indeed human; the fare collector who very diplomatically declined to debate, or take responsibility for a small sub-group of terrorists who may just by chance, share his religious beliefs. This was very fair. Just before I got up to get off, having missed my stop, the tattooed man exclaimed “ I feel like I’m going to explode with all the emotions I have inside me right now!” At that moment, time stood still. Then, with the blink of an eye, the Asian men snapped back into their conversation. I exhaled and thought how important it was that I absorbed this moment. I had learned so much … and how much I could sympathize with the man that I so swiftly miss-judged… How much I wanted to escape into the unknown secrecy of the Asian conversation… That’s when it hit me. Yes, think. We are all fucking human beings and perhaps, they too were discussing the recent turmoil’s. It was too late I was already one stop too far, and at that point in time I had to get off the bus.

thoughts? write me- sj_chick@yahoo.com

after all my little French speaking chicken ...

"after all my little French speaking chicken how could they have an opening night without Sohos premiere tarts?????" - says Dan in an e-mail she sent me yesterday. So very amusing. Heading out on either Thursday or Friday... Hopefully Friday, these Thursday night escapades are taking their toll!

I'm really enjoying things here. The drama factor is really low. It's so refreshing to start a new chapter of your life. I highly recommend it.

Started at the gym this morning (after weeks of procrastination) I feel like a million bucks. Got on the scale to find that I was 10 stone! LOL I love their system of body measurement here!

Still haven't had a chance to write out my really interesting journal entry. I wrote it out in my paper one but got too carried away watching the movie Heathers last night, that I didn't have the chance to key it. I'll try during my lunch....

Still very busy here, very wet today too... Although the leaves are not turning colour... they're falling off and fall is most definitely here.

Heard from Jeffie today! It was brilliant to hear about Susie's pink party! Sounds like a blast

sorry no blog today... absolutely no time :(

Promise a really really good one tomorrow.

Recovery

There is a really disturbing trend happening in my life... I'm thinking that it has a lot to do with Thursday night debauchery with Dan. It was loads of fun and trouble last night. Jo, Lou and Kerri were out with us too. Kerri pulled this girl she was eyeing. She was so excited. I'll keep the rest of the nights follies for another day... Went to G A Y after the CB and danced a wee bit. Kept thinking how much Sean would have loved the place... lots of half naked boys writhering about...

Spoke with Sean during the day yesterday. He rang me on my mobile. It was so nice to hear his voice. The only person from back home that I've spoken with real time since I've been here besides my mum. Nothing could ever replace the voice to voice conversation. Text messaging and e-mail are grand... but the phone is still really great... little things that you think about when you're away from your regular support network of friends.

Work was hazy and painful. Rightly so quite frankly. Mind you it's now 17h20 so there is not long to go before I head home. The crew here are going out for drinks after work. I don't know if I could stomach it! What the hell...

I'm not sure if it was the nausea or from my hangover but I sure had some massive twangs of wooziness. I was thinking about my mum arriving, anxiety of her flying etc. I know it's silly, but you just never know. We've had such a strange relationship over the past few years... I feel bad for her hoping that I'll start dating boys again seeing as I've moved somewhere new... That will all be crushed when she meets my roommate who is clearly gay. Ah well, I can't protect her forever, I've resolved not to discuss this part of my life with her, but I can't worry myself sick trying to shelter her any more than I already do. I just love her to bits, too bad really that we can't see eye to eye on this issue.

Got a letter from Yvonne today, she's just back from her trip to Nepal. She's off to start her job in NYC in a week, big change of pace from trekking in Nepal. I'm going to sign off here for now, I must write her back before I leave for the weekend.

Yea it's Thursday again!

It's been a helli-stressful week here and I'm anxious to finally push all these jobs out of the shop. Alas, there is much still today. All the girls are going out tonight to the CB. At least I'll have some back up in trying to make Dan behave!

Everyone at the office is late today. The Tube from Victoria is a no show. I'm very thankful not to be standing around in the sweaty tube station with hundreds of disgruntled people.

It's beautiful outside today. Almost summer-like. I'll be sure to get out at lunch and go to the bank...

Cleaned, what there is to my sparse room last night, so that it would look decent fro when my mum arrives on Saturday. I just can't wait to see her!

Hannah and I sat on the couch last night having a huge laugh about this show we were watching on Television. It's where a panel of a relationship expert, a best friend and a mother chose a mate for their friend. In this situation the person was a 31 year old woman. They go through interviews with 100 people. From there they chose 6. Of those 6 the friend and the relationship counselor rifles through the boy's rooms. It was hilarious... They ended up choosing her this tattooed hair dresser that was lovely. Man, we laughed and screamed for an hour during the program! Next week, the couple move in with each other for a period of three weeks. It's such a laugh. What fun!

Madness here at the office today. The deadline for the end of this week is looming and we're still trying to pump out 40 odd print jobs in various stages of incompleteness. It's good that we're not the ones holding things up, but it's a tall order to keep track of all the things that are outstanding from clients all over the world! It's nice to use my brain again... not so nice to be so out of practice!

Got a letter from Char today! I was so happy to hear from her. I miss seeing her smiling face every morning when I got in to the office. She seems to be having a great time with her doggies... and could also end up on this side of the pond sometime in March with her hubby! It would be so so fabulous to see her!

Caroline wrote me today too to give me and update on her goings on. She's doing well too...I'm still anxious to see her pregnant belly. I can't wait to see her in those maternity leather pants that she mentioned! It makes me happy that people are doing well!

Mum has announced that she's coming for the weekend. She's using KJ's last pass and arriving on Saturday morning. She's bringing me the remainder of my belongings... I feel really guilty that she's doing such a massive amount of traveling just to bring my stuff over... she insists that she doesn't mind... but you never know with her... Regardless, I am thrilled that I will get to see her and spend (however short it may be) time with her. I could really use a hug! I'm going to make sure to stop by Boots tonight when Hannah and I do groceries and buy mum some of her favorite soaps and powders (Oil of Evening Primrose) that she loves so much and can't get at home.

Imagine a world where you get your country's entire weather report announced over the radio within 20 seconds in the morning, followed by national traffic reports! Imagine no longer... it is the case here. It's quite funny.

Went to bed really early last night in an attempt to rid myself of the self imposed fatigue left over from Sunday night's poor quality of sleep due to hangover. Woke up at 4 am man it was just breath taking outside my window. It was thick thick, still fog draped over the low lying clouds and buildings. I wish my digital camera could have taken a decent picture of it!

Dan's back in town after her sejour to Ireland over the weekend. We're already planning this Thursday's outing. Looks like Jo and Kerri and Lou will be joining us this time. Good I could use the re-enforcements... she's hard to keep a handle on... especially after her misbehaving last week! Ah it's fun