Hello folks. I am at work and it is a Saturday. I have my fan wafting gently at my face as it is rather stuffy in my little office. Nick popped in a while ago and I gave him a full tour (I've only been working here 3 years, he never pops in!), all he kept saying was "its really dated". Well I guess I've been here for so long I look beyond the brown carpet and 70's office kitchen.
I am off at 1pm to meet him & Rachel for lunch. I need to stop eating dark chocolate digestives because I won't have an appetite. I had one a little while ago, I find the taste lingers in ones mouth for quite a long time with the McVities ones, not that that's a bad thing as they are my favourite.
Last night I was a complete lazy-ass and cooked a frozen meal and watched Night at the Museum, which, surprisingly, was much better than I thought it was going to be, chiefly because I didn't realise that it had Steve Coogan AND Ricky Gervais in it. Great! Steve Coogan was a Roman officer, he is such a legend.
I'm getting a bit paranoid sat here because I am basically in one large goldfish bowl and people outside can easily see in. Fortunately they can't see my computer screen, unless they have really good eyesight, I mean superhero level.
I think I might try to persuade Rachel & Nick to come blackberrying this afternoon. Joy!
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