Lamp. Repositioned.

This is not the title of some Dreamworks SKG kack short film featuring
birds on a telegraph wire (you know who you are).

It is the delightfully stylish standard lamp that I have had to patriate to
my bedroom. Seeing as it has no artificial light source at all.

If this is a standard lamp, does that mean there is a sub-standard lamp?
Would that be a shorter desk lamp? Or just contain more Chinese melamine?

Cindy and I arrived home to our seperate quarters to discover 2 huge
triffid size plants in our bedrooms. Bath towell all over the floor and
dirty plates left here - but its ok, as we know have 2 plants that will
rape us in our sleep and we'll only notice when all leaves fall out in
Autumn.

Today I finished my first book and truly loved and relished having my
fingers on pages. Even after I'd swam 50 lengths to see a rivulet of water
traverse my page post departing from my hot brow was captivating.

But not as much as my new diet.

We will call it the Cindy. It goes like this:

Breakfast- eggs boiled, 2 of. 1 grilled tomato. A fresh fruit plate,
coffee. 30 minutes of horizon staring.

Lunch - nada, nothing,niet. Apart from the oh so subtle bubbling of my
flesh as it bonds with the sun lounger.

Dinner - a 3 course meal, which here is verging on microscopic which we
both agree is a GOOD THING.

Starter: more of an amuse bouche (do you think 'water-boarding' would sound
nicer if it was in French? Or 'bail out package' I always thought that
was a gay man's first action in the sauna)... Tuna, raw, rolled in
peppercorns with wasabi.

Main course: fish or lamb. No carbs. This was the My Little Pony of lambs
tonight.

Dessert: always persuaded by Cindy and never let down. Although I'm not
quite down with so much sauce art on the plate (you know those squeezies
that make great food look like an epileptic lose of bowel rodent has been
trapped under the cloche.).

Coffee. Pondering. Laughter and a bit, just a teensy eensy bit of 'look at
this powerpoint'....

No fucking sign of Richard on the email for a gad about now; so sleep
beckons. The plan for tomorrow - same as... The storm of iMedia fast
approaching!

Tomorrow: what Sarah Palin did for me yesterday (and its a little racy)...

Schlafen sie gut in das bed (love ya Seany!)

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