mrs.perou caught me rocking to myself like 'pogo' last night.
this is clearly not a good way to be.
i'm currently VERY frustrated with specific regard to our housing crisis that is ALMOST not a crisis but potentially could improve our lives forever IF the solicitors who lie to each other about when they'll do things stopped lying to each other and actually did the things they are supposed to be doing when they're supposed to be doing them..
we were scheduled to exchange on the house/farmstead of our dreams last friday, then early this week, then the end of this week, now probably the beginning of next week.
i am not sleeping.
it's not just the heat.
patience is not one of my virtues.
i am finding office hours very inconvienient and the whole 'having to go to sleep at night' thing is also so very dull.
i feel like maximum (or any other child) who HATES going to sleep because it's such a waste of time.
as for weekends...well...
holidays are like having to go to sleep: more forced 'relaxation'.
i want 'at it': i want to get things done: i don't want to take time off and 'relax'.
i can't relax anyway.
it doesn't agree with me.
had lunch with annie at 'morro' in exmouth market.
annie's leaving my agent's office and moving to NY.
:(
wish i hadn't had that cosmopolitan at lunch and can of cider just now: feel like i need to blast some cobwebs away (the one from yesterday) on my bike.
maybe i should do some proper excercise?
oh yes, and 'corrine bailey rae' is up too...
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