Well, along with the move came a reduction in internet access… so I’m back to random attempts at catching up on my subs. (Cue violins.) I do have some access at work, where I am now. It’s after 8pm, mind you… luckily I’m living on the hospital grounds. There’s also an internet cafe on the local high street, but I don’t fancy making that walk back at night, unless unavoidable.

Working part-time at the moment, and I seem to be spending my free days sorting through paperwork or reading up on work-related stuff. I need to get out and do something fun whilst I have the chance.

Having said that, I did go to London on Friday (via the Oxford Express – so easy) to see Lior play at the Borderline. Yay! The place was packed with Australians (surprise, surprise) and he put on a fantastic show. I bought his latest CD, and did the groupie thing afterwards… staying to have a chat, get my CD signed, and get a photo.

I stayed with my Cambridge buddy C, who also came to the show, then on Saturday we spent some time in Soho – shopping for her divorce ring – before checking out the British Museum. One down, all the rest to go. After wearing the same pair of heels for the good part of two days straight, my feet were killing me. My calves are still not talking to me, except for having transferred their pain through my back to my neck, which I can only interpret as their way of saying, “WTF did you think you were doing?” [Note to self: must stretch.]

Right… need to make plans to do something interesting for this coming Saturday through Wednesday.