I spent the whole Bank Holiday weekend in a fuge - I was more tired than I thought, couldn't manage anything yesterday except watching films, drinking tea and eating. Was in bed by 8.30, I'd like to say I feel better for it - but I don't.
I'm interviewing a potential student at lunch time and then I'm off to a meeting in Brighton - have quite a bit to do today - and the weather looks very inconsistent - so I'll probably wear the wrong clothes and spend the day being really uncomfortable. Exactly one month until the Private View - and then a few days until 'it's all over' for another academic year.
It looks increasingly certain that Sarah Palin will 'run'. Depressing and scary. I don't think she can possibly win - but having her in the mix makes me very uncomfortable. I wonder how many American understand how badly she 'travels' - and that she represents everything bad about them? I suppose we have to be grateful that at least it will bankrupt her and ruin her career - unless late night right wing talk show host is what she really wants to do.
The papers are all in a spin about that other over groomed idiot - Cheryl Cole, who has been rather silly by not returning to her role on the UK X factor ( I don't watch this stuff but, thanks to the media, miraculously know every detail of all their empty little lives ). She should, if better advised - done the whole 'head held high, back in triumph, she's a trouper because she's worth it' act - but skulking off and hiding under a rock is probably the most appropriate reaction. If it gets her off the telly - I'm happy. ( and I don't even have a telly )
If you don't like football, F1, Cheryl Cole or revel in international conflict... the papers are pretty dull. I'm off out for a dog walk.
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