dogs. dinner.
Shoulder no better. Arguably worse. I'm seeing my osteopath tomorrow anyway, routine fucked-up-back appointment, so I'll talk to him, as man will probably have evolved into not needing arms before I get to see a GP and A&E will almost definitely mean that I go in with slightly hurty shoulder and leave three weeks later in a body bag. ETA: I just did one of them online diagnose-yourself tests (who needs five years of training when the netz can diagnose you in 5 seconds??) and it says I have a torn rotator cuff. So clearly I've probably got an ingrown toenail or something. Those things are never right. Right? (Go with me on this, people ;) )
Was bitten by a dog today on site (not badly, obviously). Forgave dog, as dog appeared to be desperate to be rescued from psycho owner (she who had the huge domestic last time we were on site). Didn't rescue dog though, as much as wanted to.
Rain held off entire time we were on site. (This is because I took my huge oilskins. I knew it would work.)
Jojo is moving the flat around completely. I am trying to stay out of the way as am really not in the mood for disruption (which is annoying, cos normally I love rearranging stuff).
I'm tired.
Dinner party last night went well. Have had no reports of death-by-food-poisoning yet, which is all good. Jimmynez bought his new boyf, who, randomly, I sort of know. Cube wouldn't eat the zabaglione - he's a strange boy. Doens't like puddings. Unless they're chocolate.
Was bitten by a dog today on site (not badly, obviously). Forgave dog, as dog appeared to be desperate to be rescued from psycho owner (she who had the huge domestic last time we were on site). Didn't rescue dog though, as much as wanted to.
Rain held off entire time we were on site. (This is because I took my huge oilskins. I knew it would work.)
Jojo is moving the flat around completely. I am trying to stay out of the way as am really not in the mood for disruption (which is annoying, cos normally I love rearranging stuff).
I'm tired.
Dinner party last night went well. Have had no reports of death-by-food-poisoning yet, which is all good. Jimmynez bought his new boyf, who, randomly, I sort of know. Cube wouldn't eat the zabaglione - he's a strange boy. Doens't like puddings. Unless they're chocolate.