PC MOT

Sorry for the brief but infuriating sabbatical. My rather aged laptop decided to grind to a halt and smell bad so I had to send it off to my man to be overhauled. Something about stress fractures on the mother board I believe. It seems anything with the word ‘mother’ in it is destined to cause me problems.
I spent the last week working extra hours, walking countless miles and thinking about a career change. I like the fact that I can travel without any hold-ups, but the people you encounter in a supermarket between midnight and four a.m are not always the most appealing of persons, and I’d quite like some intellectual conversation once in a while.
The diet continues apace. I had to go on a shopping spree for clothing on Friday, and it was the first time in 25 years that I’ve gone down a size! I got myself some rather trendy jeans, a pair of brown cords and a tracksuit. All for under a tenner. I pray to the God of Primark..
Charity shops are a new chum of mine. I’d never realised the bargains that can be had. I got a beautiful evening suit for £25, because some rich toff twat had worn it once and decided to discard it. It doesn’t fit me, but there we are, you can’t have everything in life. It’ll make a nice present when I finally make a friend to give birthday gifts to.
It’s good to be back…

RC 27-5-09
0900 BST