My mood is all over the place at the moment. Yesterday I was sad and tired, somehow I was feeling bright all day today. It might have been because I took the time, even briefly, to chant in the morning. And also I had my first ever home ground espresso.
I drove to Imperial through the tube strike traffic. Rush hour and I hate the tube at that time because everyone is so passive aggressive in this city, but now they’re all on the bikes they normally reserve for going up hills on the weekend in their lycra. I am careful to obey the rules in my area as there is a local YouTuber with millions of viewers who lost a father to a drunk driver and makes it his business to cost as many people their livelihoods as he can – his alternative to therapy. He’s a self righteous prick and it annoys me that he would be glad I’m putting my seatbelt on right away because otherwise he might film me and send it to the cops. The last thing I want is for him to be effective. He’s too smug.
It’s strange that I felt bright. It’s a complicated day. Some big things going down.
But there I was invigilating exams again. It’s nice being in that concentrated room. Only a few people, doing resits, not the sharpest tools in the box some of them, others with chronic illnesses.
Home pretty early, and costing costing costing. I’ve bitten the bullet and bought a new laptop even though I’m nervous about money at the mo. My old one took three hours to send three invoices yesterday. It’s got to go.
Splintered today as you can tell. I only had two of those home ground espressos but good heavens I have no clue why I didn’t start properly doing coffee at home sooner. It’s rare I don’t want more than 2 coffees in a day and it’s 9pm and I’m still going. And I’m still sending out feelers to people building bonfires. I’ll get the pitch in tomorrow. Costing forklift driver was slow. And I’ve really been trying to get it right even though it is just a quote at the mo.
AlBarclay 