Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Tired

I am heartily sick of the building works and the time it is taking. And the fact that if I wanted a job done incompetently, I could do it myself.

And the fact that when I went out for a hearty meal to console myself, it became overeating and full-gut ache. Where have life's simple pleasures all gone?

[Later — It turned out to be a stomach upset of some sort, that left me flat on my back for a couple of days, except when having to charge downstairs to the one functioning loo…]

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