its probably a really nice day outside, but i'm still cocooned up in bed. i just know if i open my curtains and let the outside world in, i'll feel some desire to actually go out and do something, and currently, i'm quite happy doing very little short of writing emails, a little bit of coding and thinking about lunch. i know i should really go and make something which will mess up the kitchen in a very short space of time, seeing as how i spent somewhere in the region of the cost of two return flights to italy at sainsburys yesterday, and i have enough ingredients to feed the five thousand, and their partners.
so, the decision, get up and make breakfast (which will be a nice light egg based thing), lunch which will be a large mammoth task, or just lie in bed that little bit longer listening to my tummy grumble. the other alternative of course, one which i'm not totally averse to, is that of going to the pub and reading my book - but the stigma attached to being alone with a pint glass was all too highlighted on the Live Floor Show last night by a stand up comedian who improvised a tune 'Lonely Boy' to a guy who was standing at the front on his own. I fear for my sanity.
so, the decision, get up and make breakfast (which will be a nice light egg based thing), lunch which will be a large mammoth task, or just lie in bed that little bit longer listening to my tummy grumble. the other alternative of course, one which i'm not totally averse to, is that of going to the pub and reading my book - but the stigma attached to being alone with a pint glass was all too highlighted on the Live Floor Show last night by a stand up comedian who improvised a tune 'Lonely Boy' to a guy who was standing at the front on his own. I fear for my sanity.
