Dreams

Woken up by the bread-machine at something past 5 in the morning, having been having horrible dreams about my ex. In the dream we were in a car together and he was waving a huge knife around, and I was terrified but I wasn't sure if the fear was because I thought he was going to hurt me or because I thought he was going to hurt himself. I was only in the car with him because I was supposed to be helping him move house, even though he was only moving just across the street, and we got to the house and it was all empty but it smelt horrible, as though someone or something had died in there, and I didn't want to go and look but I was supposed to be helping him sort his stuff out. I remember sitting in the car on my own and locking all the doors but still not feeling safe.

Then after getting back to sleep I dreamed about being late for work and trying to write LJ entries before leaving for work, and the network was really slow and I was trying to scroll past something I didn't want to see again. Then I woke up properly, to be late for work and try to write LJ entries. But the network is okay. And I don't need to scroll past anything I don't want to see again just to update my own journal.

Small hours

If I get into work this early, the water-boiler hasn't heated up properly yet, so what I actually get when I put supposedly-boiling water on my instant coffee is just a mugful of half-separated brown sludge-and-water.

Still, I've tasted worse. And it has caffeine in. And it passes the time.

Update: Apparently they were in the middle of descaling it. So what I drank was coffee-and-water-and-descaler. Oh well.

Do you want to be a badger?

If you see a short, stocky animal with a small face staggering around in the grasslands, it could be a badger.

Or it could just be a pissed dwarf.

"Believe it or not, the dirt inside the den keeps the badger insulated under the ground." Yep, that's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it.

More frickin' questions

Still, it wasn't as if I had anything better to do.

( boring quiz )

It must have been lunch

I agreed to meet up with some people for lunch this week, but I can't remember who I said I'd meet up with when. If you're expecting to do lunch with me at some point this week, please forgive me for my hopeless memory and prod me by email. Thanks.

Snakes alive!

This picture eat me head.

(Yeah, I know, you've all seen it before. But still.)

Thrills for the Lower Life-Forms

The comments to That Post are getting hilarious. All the fun of being in a bitchy girls' school, without any lessons to interrupt the gang warfare!

Now if only somebody could invent an online hair-pulling protocol.