... and I'm tippy tapping away at work. I'm going home soon - I don't feel too good and I'm pretty worn out. The house is in a right state - when I got up this morning it took me a while to realise that the strange pool of liquid on top of the range was caused by something coming in through the window and pissing on the cooker. I'm thinking the Kamakazie Cats are at it again.
There is also something coming into the garden at night and digging holes - could do without the stress - the dogs can smell whatever it is and get hyper.
I'm supposed to go to a studio event later but I'm actually too tired.
Last night I unexpectedly ran out of money, however I have a large invoice outstanding and some more work has popped up - plus another couple of really interesting opportunities, I'm quite optimistic about this year - but I still have to get through the next 10 days on about 12 quid.
I've put on more weight and made the mistake of cycling to work in shoes I've never worn before. I am a little 'pinched'.
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I'll tell you something to feel good about, getting rid of your TV (I know you realise it was a good thing). Sodding footballers shagging thick girls then feeling sorry for themselves, the Queen eating dinner in Ireland... if I lived alone, my TV would have gone ages ago.
I honestly can't remember what it's like to have a telly....great!
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