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We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.

from Pink Floyd 'Wish YOu Were Here' (same name album)

Monday, a grime sky from the window. Spilled coffee to the jeans during daily catch-up meeting, seemed nobody notices it. It is good to have jeans at work.
Back home at 6.
Go to gym, on the way post some sales pitches at the university notice board to sell Danni's little Polo and two wireless network cards. Leave the car at the uni car park, so if anyone interested, they can have a look first – cant be bother with the rust and scratches - Been quoted for 200 pounds to get them fixed.
A good work out at the gym.
Back home at 8. It is pitch black outside.
Sit down and try to work out what to do next. Find something to eat first. The whole chicken needed to be dissected to provide meals for next few days. Got to do this before it passes best-before date. And the laundry.
 
Food label only gives you pressure on get them out from fridge. And by the way, I find the curry source sell-by date was July only after I pour it into the cooking pot. Whatever, don't care.
 
Stain jeans only makes you more easy going, you don't even need to rush to clean it. Trousers, you will be looked like a t*t when having coffee onto it during a meeting.
 
Try to watch Reversal of Fortune on TCM, only find we cancelled the sky package two weeks ago.

Everything is done now. 10pm. Not a lot of time left before sleep. Need to call Danni at midnight though.

Nice to back to single again- only when you know when your meal is served and who is going to do your laundry.