humdrum

the title of this post can also be read as 'we are a drum' in hinglish, which would express how i feel about my physique right now. don't look that terrible in the paris photos though, which atre going up on facebook as i type. went to paris for an extended bank holiday weekend, and am still a little dazed by how perfect it was. will probably be able to remember little details out of the glorious haze later, and then i may or may not blog them.

In other news, I got in touch with 2 recruitment consultants today, one more bitchy than the other. I've been chasing them for weeks, and apparently all it neeed was a bit of pushy phone callling, once every half hour. Will send CV's tonight, and meet the unbitchy one next week. it helps to say 'i have plenty of experience, but just need to pitch it right', by the way.

Bought a present for Lara in Paris - a nice spicy red wine. this is to clear the gift backlog. anne's has now been cleared i think, because i fed her dal rice last week, and have also agreed (somewhat nervously) to provide food for her football + charity event next weekend.

once i get home, empty the washing machine, put the next load in, and decide what to make for dinner, i should feel satisfied enough to curl up on the couch with 'The Count of Monte Cristo' and wait for the Bear of St Clements Mansions to come home.

1631 and all's well in South West London.