sheldrake

I've never been a huge new year fan, but even by my standards this is not a very new yeary new year. We'd all kind of expected to get off a bit early from work, but in the event we were all still sitting there at 6pm, doing incredibly not-urgent work. Miserable buggers. And I'm working tomorrow too, so have reluctantly turned down the many, many non-existent invitations with which I was not flooded.

So far this evening, I've eaten a pizza I dug out of the freezer (all the shops were closed when I finally escaped from work. Even the corner shop. Which is always open). I've watched an episode of Simon Schama's A History of Britain (we're up to James VI), and spent many fruitless minutes attempting to find an arrangement of The Three Ravens which was similar to the one they used in the programme... until I realised I could just buy the soundtrack, and did so. Last purchase of 2008.

Now I've put Jools Holland's Hootenanny on. I just turned the sound down so I didn't have to listen to Adele.

I'm drinking a glass of wine and eating some chocolates I got for Christmas. They're very pretty, they've got little white stars and snowflakes printed on them. They taste quite nice, too.

I am a trifle bored.

But anyway -- a very Happy New Year to you all, my friends!

Oh look -- Duffy. *turns sound down again*

Half an hour and then I can go to bed.