I want to wake up with the rain falling on a tin roof
So earlier I was trying to do something* on my computer. In a brief moment of inattention, I got one single digit wrong during the process. One. Approximately six hour later, I've finally managed to get it to boot up again. YAY!

Yes, the thing I was attempting to do was largely pointless and I lost about ten episodes of Black Books in the process, but this has been a pretty awesome afternoon. What? I like to learn. Even if said learning is through massive, massive catastrophes.

The rest of the day, I was at work, doing worky things (making appointments, generally contributing to the inefficiency of the NHS, eating Crunchie bars), and that is what I have been mainly doing of late. I quite like having a job, it forces me to spend my free time more interestingly. Speaking of which: I went to London Zoo on Sunday! It was pretty much the best thing ever. I would like an emu. I would also like to live with Emma and Laura when I grow up, they are the most awesome people ever.

I've also been on holiday and stuff, and I temporarily don't have a nose piercing, and I have a very exciting new wardrobe in my bedroom, and I'm sure there are many other things in my life that I have not divulged.

So, to sum up: today I have an undeserved feeling of accomplishment, and a longing for large flightless birds.



* moving Ubuntu from a Wubi install to its own partition, if you must know.