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• Went to work… didn’t last very long. Now at home, minus one job. C’est la vie, I’m not at all stressed by this for some reason. #
• @graphquillan Quite the opposite, I didn’t like my job too much (understatement). I’m pretty good as it goes. Why does your day suck? :o) #
• @graphiquillan indeed you are back in the lead. Sounds like the car thing would do me in as well. I agree, most people are asshats :o) #
• I has straight hair, for the first time in about a year… Apparently it looks “nicer”… C’est la vie. #
• @_sharon_ Yes, I was just hoping to get in there before they did. Wasn’t happy there. What Christmas coffees are starbucks doing? :o) #
• Can I say for the record, it’s cold out there, and why won’t the agent phone me back with some semblance of good news? #
• Bit warmer out there now, but I now have a stung finger… it’s November, and there are still stinging nettles… how? #
• There are two female pheasants in our back garden, I wondered why the dog was going a little nuts. #
• Looking for suggestions on what to do tomorrow. Other than taking the dog for a walk. #
• @graphiquillan Perhaps you might get away with it if you worked at an aquarium? ;o) It’s pretty spangly though :o) in reply to graphiquillan #
• Delia Smith has the same olive oil set I do… from a little shop in St Tropez. How surreal. #
• Would it be wrong to spend the next few days watching every episode of SATC? #
• Have coldsore and have been victim of some eBay / skype scam. Rather pissed off now. #
• Liked this weeks episode of Heroes. Still not really liking Arthur Petrelli as a bad guy. #
• The dog is afraid of cats. Who’da thunk it? #
• Going to be in the Dog house… watched four episodes of Grey’s Anatomy and two episodes of House, instead of trying to find a job. oops. #
• @graphiquillan I’m in full agreement… definitely not vintage. in reply to graphiquillan #
• @graphiquillan puffball is redeemable, pixie and neon are unforgivable ;o) in reply to graphiquillan #
• Cold sore getting bigger, whole bottom lip now swollen… damn, may have to go out in search of some kind of cold sore fix. #
• Got one of those blister plaster things for cold sores. It has a different active ingredient to zovirax, so hopefully it might work. #
• Completely bored now. Have a list of about 20 companies to email over the weekend for work. It be quitin’ time now. #
• All the crappy housework jobs downstairs done, now I can watch the Matrix on Bluray without guilt :o) #
• Just because that twat brown is cutting VAT does not mean I’m going to vote for him. He’s an irresponsible moron. #
• @graphiquillan why won’t my puppy make friends with the hoover? She cowers at it and runs away. in reply to graphiquillan #
• @graphiquillan Our breeder couldn’t understand it. She thought she’d be scared of air brakes, not hoovers. She’s still awesome dog though. in reply to graphiquillan #

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Is it so wrong to be wishing for the cold weather?  There is of course method in my madness, we have got a proper fire place, that actually works.  Only it’s a bit silly to have a fire when it’s not particularly cold outside.

The dog is curled up next to me on the sofa, breathing heavily.  She’s got bits of the local chalky mud stuck to her from our walk earlier, and she smells nutty.  I love her to bits, she’s such a pick me up tonic.  Well that’s when she’s not pulling me over and causing my hand to get cut to pieces.  That sucked.

As you can tell I’m a little on edge.  Waiting to hear back about something and as with most things, leaving things to other people makes me a little nervy.  Why oh why can’t they just pick up the phone and call me.

Ah great, the Hamster is awake now and making lots of noise.  Life with animals… it’s great! wouldn’t trade it for all the tea china!

Well a change certainly came.  I am now one of the many unemployed, but oddly enough I’m not too stressed about it.  Not too sure why, but I’m happier as a result.  Slept better, even if I woke up at 6ish and haven’t been able to get back to sleep.

So now I’m at home avec puppy… who’s being silly.  She’s in her terrible twos, well in dog years she’s almost seven, but even so, she’s a petulant little madam that thinks she can get away with murder (and invariably does).

Anyway, off to the Dr’s this morning, to change my asthma medication, as a bout of chest infections has wiped me out a bit.

More later…

Yes I know I’m “borrowing” the title of a Grey’s Anatomy episode, but well, it has got to come.

I’m ill, again, for the third time in two months.  Another infection, leaving me incredibly short of breath, prone to loosing my voice and completely exhausted.  My boss is pissed at me because I’m ill again.  I can’t help it.  It’s not like I’m trying to fake it.  I don’t feeling like this.

So anyway, having moved out of London, I’ve got to find something to make me feel more justified about this being the right thing to have done.  I know it is, I love being out in the country, I just don’t feeling like crap and just generally not enjoying life.

I’ve signed up for a degree and I’m doing a PRINCE2 course finally.  Am I the only person in the world who wants her (and his) life to have some kind of meaning, not just the day to day, hand to mouth existence that feels forced upon me?

I really must have an utterly shit immune system.  I’ve come down with a cold, that’s turned to an infection, that means I’ve got antibiotics (that don’t work) and now steroids.  All because I can’t breath nor can I stop coughing.  I just get worse with every day.  I’m off back to the Dr’s tomorrow to get different Antibiotics.

Anyway, I’ve been taking the time to catch up on the new season of House and Grey’s Anatomy (along with reading and watching DVD’s, well what else is there to do when you’re too ill to leave the sofa?).  Anyway, how is it possible that Denny Duquette appears at the end of the second episode and I’m blubbing like a big girl’s blouse??

House appears to have lost it’s oompf.  I mean the last few episodes of season 4 were good, but it just doesn’t seem to have anything to make it stand out as much anymore.  Bones also doesn’t seem to be that good, I think it’s because Hodgins and Angela split up, and Zack has been commited to a mental institution.

Ah well… hopefully something will liven up at some point.  Grey’s hasn’t let me down so far.  Although the first few minutes of the first episode had my heart going a little bit!

Bleurgh.  I have a cold.  I’m wheezing like a bellows.  Still I have my little car back, and she appears to be running loads better.  Bless, I missed her.

Moi petit voiture is in the garage… I have horrible visions of how much it’s going to cost me.  The unspeakable things its having done to it… its innards are being pulled out and replaced.  Think of it as a heart and lung transplant.  To top it all off I’m a prat and left my locking wheel nut key in my jacket so had to go back with it.

So the list of work its having done:

1 x Cambelt

1 x Off Side Drive Shaft

1 x Near Side Ball Joint

1 x Full Service

1 x Air Con Refil

The cost… well I haven’t been as spanked as I could have been.

Right, back to work for me.

Yet more autumnal days.  This morning it was the dark and light grey sky and the sprinkling of different coloured leaves on my car that reminded me that summer is most definately over.  I guess that’s the thing with Spring and Autumn, they maybe inbetween seasons but they’re probably the most defined.

You can be guaranteed that cold blustery weather will give way to the spring, when the temprature climbs slightly and everything starts growing.  With Autumn, you know that the days will get shorter, the weather will get cooler and things will stop growing.  Summer and Winter are a bit of a mis-nomer.  It doesn’t get blisteringly hot in the Summer and it sure as hell doesn’t snow in Winter.

I can almost forgive the weather.  It’s the atmosphere that changes as far as I can tell.  As I walked the dog last night, I could smell the different smoke coming out of the chimneys in the village, notes of wood, of parafin and of burnt paper mingled together to bring an altogether earthy smell.

All this talk of smoke reminds me that I need to email the chimney sweep to get the birds nest(s) out of the chimney stack so we too can enjoy a nice fire this year.

Well Autumn is upon us… I’m reminded by a recipees book I just got in Waitrose.  Anyway some things to evoke the senses:

Cold fresh mornings;

Leaves that float to the ground like a boat rocking from side to side;

Cold clear evenings with watery light;

Wood smoke that makes you think of places you’d rather be;

Warm winter casseroles and pies with lashings of creamy mashed potato;

Short days and long drawn out nights.

Those are some of the things I love about Autumn.  I won’t ruin it by listing things I don’t like about Autumn.

Has anyone got a duster? I think I see a cobweb over in the corner.

Things have been uber quiet around here I’m afraid.  Well it’s not exactly as if anyone really reads this site so it’s hardly as if I’m missed.  You know I could be one of those people who’s body goes un-noticed for years.

Anyway, it’s been quiet because I’ve been lacking some creative ideas to write about.  My life seems to consist of:

• Get up
• Clean up after puppy
• Drive an hour to work
• Do work
• Drive an hour home from work
• Too tired to do anything else.

I’m reasonably sure, life in the country wasn’t how it’s turned out so far.

Anyway, I’m off to Kent for the weekend this weekend and I’m REALLY looking forward to four days off.  I’ve been sleeping badly and it’s making me seriously grumpy.  Hopefully some sea air will do me good.

In other news I’ve started a new writing course and I’ll be hoping to sort out a site just to keep all of my writing on.  With the concerted attempt to write on a more daily basis.

Right… best get back to it.