awake since 2am

Must be a Tuesday thing.

get it together

Yesterday, a 3:30 am wake up, and TOTALLY awake. This morning, a 4 am wake up and once again TOTALLY awake. This morning just before waking, I dreamt I was about to go on a tv show and be interviewed by Richard Wilkins and I was incredibly pleased with myself as I had a pristine black E Street windcheater to wear. I knew straight away that everyone on the show, and anyone who saw the show, would think I was extremely clever and important to own such a thing, and unbelievably witty to wear it in that context (what the context was, I can't really recall).

It has been a very intense few days at work with masters students giving thesis presentations. Without wishing to come across as... anything, although I could describe the two days (50 or so presentations, I think) as 'gruelling' to sit through, that is probably a misuse of that word and essentially the experience was once again a reminder that, while one might periodically be a little jaded about teaching/interaction with students (because of course most of the interactions are when something goes wrong), the experience can also often be marvellous and a lot of 'our' students are incredibly smart and interesting people. I won't tell them that though and don't you dare. They'll just want extra credit or something.

It was raining very heavily this morning when I went out to see the dogs. That seems to have stopped now and there are so many birds it's like a fake bird noise convention out there, with enthusiasts outdoing themselves to interrupt each other's bird noises. Still dark though.

Here are the dogs, not this morning in the dark though, but on Sunday afternoon. Ferdy looks a bit like a young Una Stubbs.

blood test

Art. Glenroy art.

This morning I had a blood test in Glenroy I got there just after 8 (SO FURIOUS when I discovered the place actually opened at 7, I was just twiddling my thumbs at home when I could have been dealing with this earlier) but Glenroy is such a grouse place I was very pleased to go and eat breakfast at one of my favourite cafes Silver Sage (under new management? Well, I didn't recognise any of the employees, but the fare was identical to previous years, luckily).

From my table I could see the post office. 

I learnt that comic books were no longer just for kids. Good to know. 

The one bummer on my brief Glenroy sojourn was the absolute FFS induced by the following shop which thankfully was not open: not since tomacco has anyone had an idea so beyond belief:

It's not even funny. It made me more determined in fact that 2014 should be my year of hunting down all smokers with a seltzer bottle.

ferdinand and his elizabethan collar

He only has three more days with this thing on.