Madness...

I felt frivolous when I woke up this morning so I'm wearing stilettos at work today. Now I know I am well and truly mad.

Working very hard makes me very tense. If you haven't realised from reading the past few posts, I could make it more obvious but I am feeling better today. I have a slight cold but for some strange reason, I'm not so tense. How odd. Maybe it's just the exhaustion. Or the fact that the end is in sight? Well, I can smell the end, I have a good sense of smell.

Then again, maybe I smell because I've been working with flies for a long time.

Enough of that, lots of good things have been happening but because there's so much crap going on in my life, I haven't posted about it.

I've started speaking to an old friend, we haven't been in touch for a long time (due to many silly mistakes from my part) and it's good. I'm going to try and catch up with him again soon. I'm growing up because I know I'm learning from my mistakes.

Mary came to see me last week and we checked out the new tourist attraction in Oxford, Oxford Unlocked. It was hilarious!! It's also nice to see a part of Oxford completely not related to the university and learn about medieval England. It's about prisons, so not really the most entertaining or uplifting experience. We saw an underground Normal crypt, then explored the prison using some high-tech Navigator tools, basically a heavy duty MP4 player, and at the end of it, we climbed one of the few towers left in Oxford. We then had a late lunch and supped some wine.

Later in the evening, I managed to go out drinking with Annie. Drunken debauchery. Not suitable for sensitive eyes, so you know how to get the full story (double rums are so the way forward)

Crawled out of bed on Sunday with hangover (now I remember what one of those feels like, it's been a while my friend) and jumped on a train to Brum. Sent in my beloved baby to be repaired by the Apple Store, you've heard it all from the previous posts and met up with Pete. We had lunch at this crazy crazy Italian deli in the Bullring then walked to Victoria Square when we randomly decided to go into a Birmingham Museum/Art Gallery. He'd never been in there and he's lived in Brum for ages. My excuse is that I always meant to go in there. They have the most random collection of stuff, odd odd artworks.

Worked like a madwoman from hell this week, so bad that I had a breakdown on Thursday. So on Friday, I met Keiko for lunch and we decided that it would be fun to go and have our hair cut. I now have shorter hair, and more texture and layers. I love the unkempt look. I'm so good at it. But then again, I am so lazy, I love rolling out of bed, scraping my hair back if I have time but otherwise, just coffee then work.

I am in a pleasant mood today, I think the frivolity of wearing stilettos to work helped. Lots of other things have happened in between my cycles of madness, pictures here.