Slow, slow.....
I'm being what in common parlance might be termed a 'slack bastard' this week. It's true. Total lack of steam coupled with feeling of extreme comfort at both home and work have led to me doing a very small amount of work so far this week. But I think I deserve a few easy days. Mostly it's because there isnt actually any point in me cranking up a load of stuff to do, since I'm basically away for the next two weeks, and making things is pointless when the project might be canned after a very small amount of biological testing. Thing is, paperwork is also on hold whilst the data archive is sorted out, so I cant even get on with that. Suppose should be scanning the job market more thoroughly and sending off gazillions of applications, but I know that this will merely bring stress in the form of having to create presentations. And going over my old ones with a fine tooth comb and almost re-writing them, in fact. What an ARSE.
Back wall of kitchen seems to have stabilised. Disturbingly, there must be some small gap in the wall though, because I came downstairs to find an enormous slug on the kitchen floor, not pretty and thank goodness I bothered to turn on the lights rather than tromping around barefoot in the dark. Nasty things have happened to me before in such circumstances, and treading on slightly warm cat vomit is not high on the list of my experiences to be repeated. So. House still standing, though landlady seems to be doing nothing about it. I keep getting regular messages full of phone numbers - must ring some of those actually, though response is more than dismal - though when I sent an updating e-mail with a question about the wall, have had deathly silence for the past four days. A good sign? Depends on what is a good sign. That I'm not getting hounded about, to be sure, but not that things are not moving on the wall front suggests an entire lack of care about the state of the place. Well, you can get lost with your implications of us being dirty pigs if you cant be having with keeping the place standing.
Dodgy guts seem to have sorted themselves out for the timne being, must have been the lack of vegetable matter in my diet. Resolution is thus to eat more veg, more often, like I always tell myself I should anyway. So much for aiming for partial vegetarianism, was never really going to happen, was it? But I think I'm less concerned about my spiritual health these days, what with drifting steadily along on that front.......a heavy dose of philosophy will sort me out, no doubt, though Pyrrho warns me that thinking to hard will only make me miserable. Wise words. Ataraxia here I come! (and no, it's not a greek equivalent of Vegas...)
I'm hungry. Tonight I have rice on the menu again. Tasty.
Back wall of kitchen seems to have stabilised. Disturbingly, there must be some small gap in the wall though, because I came downstairs to find an enormous slug on the kitchen floor, not pretty and thank goodness I bothered to turn on the lights rather than tromping around barefoot in the dark. Nasty things have happened to me before in such circumstances, and treading on slightly warm cat vomit is not high on the list of my experiences to be repeated. So. House still standing, though landlady seems to be doing nothing about it. I keep getting regular messages full of phone numbers - must ring some of those actually, though response is more than dismal - though when I sent an updating e-mail with a question about the wall, have had deathly silence for the past four days. A good sign? Depends on what is a good sign. That I'm not getting hounded about, to be sure, but not that things are not moving on the wall front suggests an entire lack of care about the state of the place. Well, you can get lost with your implications of us being dirty pigs if you cant be having with keeping the place standing.
Dodgy guts seem to have sorted themselves out for the timne being, must have been the lack of vegetable matter in my diet. Resolution is thus to eat more veg, more often, like I always tell myself I should anyway. So much for aiming for partial vegetarianism, was never really going to happen, was it? But I think I'm less concerned about my spiritual health these days, what with drifting steadily along on that front.......a heavy dose of philosophy will sort me out, no doubt, though Pyrrho warns me that thinking to hard will only make me miserable. Wise words. Ataraxia here I come! (and no, it's not a greek equivalent of Vegas...)
I'm hungry. Tonight I have rice on the menu again. Tasty.
posted by J at 1:51 PM
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