Worked FOH tonight where the one of the bar staff claimed to have never heard of Beck.

I was gobsmacked, naturally.

Yesterday's acupuncture on my torn piriformis muscle is finally starting to take effect... not such a limping lucy today.

Reading through the mentor transcripts for the volunteer work I do each week is fascinating.

Keeping a diet diary for my acupuncturist just illuminates how dull my eating habits have become now I've cut out wheat, sugar, dairy, caffeine and alcohol. I mean really, what's left?!

Nothing is more annoying than hanging around the house all day waiting on a delivery, only to look at the order confirmation at 4pm and realise it's not due to be delivered until TOMORROW.

Ugh.

And sigh.

A 'supposed-to-be-quiet-dinner-with-an-out-of-town-guest' turned into a 'I'll-tag-along-to-your-client-dinner-as-your-faux-date' and was actually a lot of fun. Who'd've thunk it?!

Just made meself a pair of Avengers flanny jams.

This is probably why I'm still single.