Saturday, 1 August 2009
grey skies & colourful eyes
It was Brighton Pride today. I was proud of myself for only popping out briefly to watch the parade and then returning home to do some work (with a slice of chocolate cake and a cheese & onion pasty under my arm).
Unfortunately, work didn't last long - I felt an illness coming on and got the fear so have taken some preventative pills, crept under my blanket and spent the evening in bed with Columbo. He's not as good as Jonathan Creek...but who is?
Hopefully this cautious behaviour means I will be up with the larks tomorrow and working at double speed (possibly after an early morning trip to the sunday market).
I've also been having a ponder about blogging today. Do I really need 3 blogs? Do I even need one?
I think I might be the only one getting anything out of it...in which case shouldn't I just keep a diary or a sketchbook? (even though my attempts in the past at keeping a diary have always failed miserably after about a day.)
Hmm...I don't know. Maybe I need to go to sleep now.
My throat hurts.