Hot, down and hungry

I woke up soaked in sweat again. Winter can’t get here quick enough for me. I took a look at some global warming info today to see if this stifling weather is going to be the norm, and ended up more confused than a toad trying to mount a used nappy.
One report states that we could soon have summer weather hitting 44 degrees Celsius and desert-like conditions in Southern England. Another equally creditable and equally believable report says the North Atlantic Drift is going to stop and the UK will be plunged into a big freeze. So who do you believe? Personally I think I’ll buy myself a huge fan and a duvet and cover both options at once.
I haven’t seen my little ray of light at work yet this week. Sums up my life really – just as I find something to get positive about, it disappears over the horizon like a setting sun in November.
I’m on a bit of a downer today I think. Work seems horrible, I’m tired, a driving licence seems as unattainable as Gwen Stefani, and even this blog feels impossible to write, and more trouble than its worth. Maybe it’s midweek blues, or a lack of saturated fat in my diet. I’m sure I’d feel better if I made myself a fried egg and Spam fritter sandwich, or covered a pack of HobNobs in peanut butter and scoffed the lot in a Tiger Shark style feeding frenzy.
When does my diet end???

RC 3-6-09
1645 BST