I am watching Patricia Arquette being directed to a moida scene (I think) by music in her head...

She gets all the good roles.

Landers said the lips in my banner, which are mine, look like they belong to that most vile of hypocrites, the evil Pete Burns. The more I look, the more I tend to agree. I will be changing said image poste haste.

I’ll tell you why I don’t like Mondays. On Mondays I get to chase up, collect, collate and then tick off last week’s paperwork. It is the most boring, repetitive (I always want to keep going with the “ti” in repetitive. Repetititititititititive. Words should be spelled to reflect their meaning in some way, I think) task I have to do in my role as admin/sales/transport/IT/production/management/everything-else-assistant. Hence the blogging when I should be working.

Some days it just isn't worth getting up. I was full of good intentions, like getting up early enough to wake up enough to have some breakfast which I never normally do because I can hardly even face putting toothpaste in my mouth when I first wake up.

But we snoozed the alarm for an hour and half this morning. It was 8:30am and I have to be out of the house at 8:45 to get to work for 9:00 and so I dressed, washed and departed in 15 minutes flat. As per usual. I do this every morning. I have this down to a fine art. I have done the same thing for as long as I can remember. I am not a morning person. This cannot be good for me.

It is nice when I'm not alone in bed though.

N.B. I spent ages trying to think of a word for "washed" beginning with the letter D for the purpose of alliteration but I gave up. Sorry. The best I could come up with was “douche” but although it means shower in foreign speak, it is also another word for an enema.

Look! I'm writing! I have a stiff neck, my back aches and the banner I just made for the top of the page won't display, but hey, I'm going to bed so I don't care! Baby Paddy can sort it out for me tomorrow. Or is that today. Whatever.