Happy Valentines Weekend! Of course, i'm old bitter and single, so i totally disagree with the whole concept (unless someone sends me an anonymous SMS from a timezone about 5 hours ahead of GMT.. hmm.. i wonder who that could be, la la la ;)
But enough of that, the main news of the weekend was of course the event which ground London to a total standstill over the weekend, a million and a half people walking around the streets of the capital - is this what London will be like once the congestion charge starts? Empty roads, heaving pavements? I think i might start cycling to places. And, in the midst of these hoardes of protestors, with their plaquards of 'Peas in Iraq', 'Make Gloves not War' (it was cold out), and general 'Dont Attack' messages, whilst one News24 reporter stood talking to the studio, it was good to see two men still standing near picadilly telling the crowds that a Golf Sale was taking place around the corner.
I've just started two sentences using grammatically terrible methods, so I'll round up for now, letting you know that I've concluded a Sisyphian task in clearing out my email inbox, and it feels really quite good. Next, my desktop (which mainly consists of moving most files to the 'Crap2Sort' folder) and then my bedroom. The greatest thing is i'm not procrastinating.. just filling time on this dull dull Sunday afternoon. See, theres a reason not to have wonderful friday night and saturday's ;) Sisyphus also fulfills a great deal of other contextually relevant metaphors this weekend.. he's a bit of a dude really.
"The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy."
This little Sisyphus is very happy.
But enough of that, the main news of the weekend was of course the event which ground London to a total standstill over the weekend, a million and a half people walking around the streets of the capital - is this what London will be like once the congestion charge starts? Empty roads, heaving pavements? I think i might start cycling to places. And, in the midst of these hoardes of protestors, with their plaquards of 'Peas in Iraq', 'Make Gloves not War' (it was cold out), and general 'Dont Attack' messages, whilst one News24 reporter stood talking to the studio, it was good to see two men still standing near picadilly telling the crowds that a Golf Sale was taking place around the corner.
I've just started two sentences using grammatically terrible methods, so I'll round up for now, letting you know that I've concluded a Sisyphian task in clearing out my email inbox, and it feels really quite good. Next, my desktop (which mainly consists of moving most files to the 'Crap2Sort' folder) and then my bedroom. The greatest thing is i'm not procrastinating.. just filling time on this dull dull Sunday afternoon. See, theres a reason not to have wonderful friday night and saturday's ;) Sisyphus also fulfills a great deal of other contextually relevant metaphors this weekend.. he's a bit of a dude really.
"The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy."
This little Sisyphus is very happy.
