Still.
Still here.
Still thinking.
Still working.
Yes, you join me at the calm before the storm.
My house is hosting dinner before fireworks tonight and lunch tomorrow after noon.
Two very busy events withing 24 hours. For me that means theres a lot of clearing to be done. I'm looking forward to it though.
You'll be happy to know that I've written at least 1 of the presentations I have to do next week and if I could find the books for the one on friday I would be dong the work, but no. The silly library is rubbish. No books, anywhere. I'm just ready to email my lecturer.
Was thinking about how everything seems to become very quiet in the rain when someone beeped their horn! Maybe not so quiet, eh?
I'm staring at St Marys clock, as I so regularly do, and have noted that it says 11.30 still. They've nearly finished cleaning the tower, but no-one has remembered to set the clock. Sort it out!
So the fireworks tonight, something I can say I am looking forward to. With one little problem: felt rather lonely this morning (yes it was this morning, i'm not that lazy) when I woke up. I think, yet again, I have over-romanticsied this evening in my head. Blergh. Girls you understand, right?
