Cat sick to kick start Wednesday.
Whoops.
I heard the sound of a throat being cleared at around 5am. I cautiously made my way downstairs, barefoot, an hour later.
I still can’t find the sick, or even pinpoint which of the kittens had an early morning chunder.
It was a daily occurrence with the mad cat; this was only the fourth time that the kittens couldn’t quite hold down their food - not that I’m keeping a spreadsheet or anything.
The mad cat really wasn’t a very well cat 🙁
Chris Wood on #LateJunction was a half decent listen for the early morning shift. I liked the idea that not listening to music is somehow musical in itself.
An invoice dropped for the hosting of m’blog for another year. I value it as an extra layer of storage for my photos.
Words are always an after thought, Comrades.
I set off for the morning cycle along the Trail. The first sign of the daffodils are starting to shoot through in the garden.
It was bloody icy out there along the Estuary Wilds. It was a morning for soft hands on the handlebar.
West Ham Wanker was on his usual piss poor form on the treadmill.
He asked the charming Chinese fella who runs a local restaurant:
“Why is your wife so thin? What does she eat? Only rice?”
He then added:
“Your race are all thin anyway. Except the Sumos.”
Except the Sumos.
Oh dear.
I did a runner from the treadmill and took sanctuary in the pool. It reeked of bloody perfume.
ewww.
Snorkel Lady hit me in the face as I tired to squeeze past her.
I don’t think that Snorkel Lady exists on a diet of only rice.
And then work.
Much of Wednesday was prepping up for another crisis simulation session tomorrow morning.
I listened to some early Human League, having reached the Sheffield chapter in Rip It Up.
I still prefer the masterpiece of Love and Dancing - yep, more so than the originals on Dare.
I paid my tax bill early evening.
OUCHY OUCHY OUCH.
My income fluctuates each year. This makes my personal tax situation something of a mess.
Which led me to Mr Brown, for the evening entertainment.
Not now James, we’re busy, etc.
#PWEI