Thursday 8th of January, 2004
more than I deserve
Again up at 7:00, with a Sitting but today I find myself getting into Walker late, largely because I find myself giving Hernan un-asked-for, unsound and probably un-needed advice on Meta-tags and site design.
The Stomach Lurgi has distributed itself among the department and the world. Spooky.
My new copy of How We Do Things by J.G. Bennett (with the last two pages included, so I can see who did it this time - I've suspected the butler all along) is delivered to Walker - that's quick! - and my accountant calls to say that she's working on my accounts. She's a life-saver and more than I deserve, although I think there are those who drop off boxes of unsorted receipts on January 27th and expect it all to be ready five minutes later.
Today is the first day back when I get that familiar brain-full-of-cotton-wool-and-gently-bubbling sensation behind the eyes.
When I get home I eat far too much (a whole packet of ryvita for example, and a pot of jam) and listen to a learned discussion of Alien on Radio 3.
Bllp.
(Incidentally, How We Do Things is a discussion on the application of various energies in our day-to-day lives. The butler reference was a joke.)
