Balances

Yesterday was Mitch Benn, an unexpected reunion, much beer but a surprising lack of being in an alternate state of consciousness and a 4.30am bedtime.

Today was meant to be ... a trip to London to see various crack at the Barbican and the Tate, with plan b being marking.

Today plan b seemed more likely.

Today was pretty well a write-off - dozing through Radio 4 until the end of Any Answers, albeit with a trip to buy a paper. Now the modem is spending as much time down as up and I'm not sure if I can be bothered to search for images for the lectures on Monday.

The pub in called for - but orange and soda. Will I sit and edit? I've taken stuff back and forth this week to little effect.

Small Murphies XLIII

Stepping outside the comfort zone.

Call Me Dolly - Or: Being Outside

There's this image in my head of an animated character who has slammed into the side of a large, tall, glass building, and who is slowly sliding down the side. I think that's me. Last week I came back from an enjoyable visit to abrinsky and lamentables towers, with a trip to see korintomichi, which had an early night (hurrah) and a late one (boo - and my fault), then I saw a double bill of Two Days in Paris and Hallam Foe (reviews later) and had to catch a taxi back, then went to some stand-up on Thursday and missed a bus by thirty seconds so walked home rather than wait an hour or catch a cab. Wednesday was simply being in the pub but a late finish. Last night was Mitch Benn in concert, much drinking despite it ostensibly being an alcohol free night and general bodily pollution, leading to a 4.30am bed time. However, this week I've not got any editing done, nor writing, not marking.

Apparently I've been cloned. Either that or I've been spending money in Hungary. It would explain the exhaustion.

Two people did ask me last week why I wasn't on the pool team. Since one of them was the captain, I think he should know the answer to that.

Meanwhile, my trip outside the comfort zone has led to my paper being accepted, so I need to watch The Office and five seasons of Curb Your Enthusiasm, among other things. I guess this is not exactly hardship, but I need to find the time somewhere. Leicester here I come. It's been a while.