Eyes

I got my eyes checked yesterday. No problems, but the optician was the foxyest, smiley Asian girl. 'Is there any thing else you want to know?'
Well you could stand over there with your kit off and I'll see if I can see how good you look..
I don't think I've ever had the hots for an optician before.

Up

I'm done. I've spewed out 1800 words and now the sun is shining. Spring is here and maybe I can shake of the winter blues and get outside for a while.
Maybe this is the up after the last two years of down.

Thinks health

It's been a funny week. As usual I can't seem to catch up even though some would say I have all the time in the world. Things get done, but there is always more to do and I can't say no.
There has been and interesting development - chest pain, well not pain, more tightness. Perhaps I need to get the bike out and cut down on the biscuits. I don't want to keel over just yet.

Tick tick

Rush, rush. All I seem to do is chase my tail. How people can say they get bored I don't know. I never have enough time to get everything done that I want to during the day.

Next...

Snow?

Apparently it's going to snow again... maybe it will, maybe it won't. What pisses me off is the advanced-ness of the worry. People saying that something will be bad. maybe it will, maybe it won't. The older I get the more I just refuse to panic about something until it actually happens.
Maybe I will...and maybe I won't.

Biscuits

I opened this up again thinking that I could scribble something and then I get to the keys and have nothing. Nothing new there really. Is the art of the blog gone now? Is it now the preserve of someone called 'Mom' who lists her interests as baking, crafting and her children? My we've come a long way since the liberation movement haven't we; women now choosing to chain themselves to the sink instead of accusing men of doing it.
I wound up the profile page and added a few things: biscuits obviously - that leads you to the above and education which leads you to a whole group of people who you would run from rather than spend an hour with. The only tag which finds people with a bit of life is sex. Maybe their lives are very mundane and so-so underneath, but at least they have a wild side reaching out into internet land.
The snow has nearly all gone.