Unff…
Am exhausted as I write this. The UberCommute yesterday
started at 6…something, Did the day in the office, then went to the hotel I’d
booked for the night. It was better than the one from last week, but I was up
on something like the fourth floor…which means, obviously, hauling the iron
lung up four floors every time I came back to the place. Went for dinner at a
local pizzeria that took two hours to serve me a pizza. Got home to the hotel
at about 10.30. Having dragged my ass back there, exhausted, I couldn’t sleep.
Stayed awake till 5AM, dropped off for two hours, then had to do another day.
Did it, got to Paddington, got on the train to come home and got stuck outside
Reading. Missed my connection up to
Merthyr, and am now on a bus to take me up the Valley.
Somewhere along this line, I’ve finished a magazine,
attended The Committee Meeting That Would Not Die, edited 30 pages of a really
quite good romantic comedy, completed a free sample chapter for a sci-fi
timey-wimey book – Don’t know if you guys know, but I offer free, no-obligation
edits on the first chapter of any book – eaten pizza, drunk entirely pointless
de-caffs, and, for no readily identifiable reason, splashing out ten pounds on
the DVDs of the Aliens movies.
The thing is, I remember all of this only as an abstract,
blurry, what-the-Hell-was-that kind of way. Neeeeeeed to sleeeeeeeeeep. Gym in
the morning.
Did I mention….unff…
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