It's official then!

I am apparently a "dodgy looking citizen".

The sniffer dogs were at Fenchurch Street station yesterday, and despite the fact that I was walking into the station with buddies, the nice dog handler singled me out for a good sniff! From the dog, that is.

Of course, being from Essex, I completely mis-read the situation, and put on a stoopid voice saying "helloooo youuuu, who's a pur-widdy boy den?", oh and then I turned round and gave the dog a pat, so he didn't feel left out!

;o)

Boring day

The sick feeling has passed, you'll be pleased to know!

But I confess the pigging continued this morning.... I was walking to work from Fenchurch St station with one of my buddies, and I happened to mention how I REALLY fancied a Fried Egg Sandwich. Well, unbeknown to me, my buddy was just thinking about how he wanted an Egg and Bacon sandwich, so we ended up in Birleys! I did ask for Brown Sauce, but got Tomato Sauce (bit of a mayo v's salad cream thing) but it was still really yummy! Am beginning to wonder if I am approaching that "BEWARE! STAND BACK! DO NOT APPROACH! HORMONE CONTAMINATION ZONE" time, if you know what I mean!

A train got cancelled on the way home (punishment for pigging out, no doubt).

Stalker cat followed me into my house (again) tonight, then a bunch of kids knocked on my door to tell me a cat had followed me in - gee, you think? But, cos they were so sweet, I gave them each an IcePop... then when I closed the door, I thought "oops, shouldn't have done that" - sign of the times we live in, eh?

Size 0 tortoises

Good news, my tortoises do not have anorexia, or any other eating disorder. www.thetortoiseshop.com have told me to take no notice of the Jackson Ratio - as long as my babies are eating, there's nothing to worry about, so one big PHEWWWWWWW! Except I've now got about £40 worth of plants, which I panic-bought yesterday!!!! But ahhhh, Lola's just woken up and come over to say hello - how can I begrudge her anything?!?!?

It was soooooo hard dragging my fat arse into work today.... that walk from Fenchurch Street is a killer when you haven't got off your butt for 4 days! I'm going to have to get the Radox Muscle Soak out later... Btw, commuting is a shitter when it's holidays - there's always ten times more schoolkids on the trains during the holidays - how does that work?

Our air conditioning in the new office has been pretty grim since we moved there, but we arrived today to find it wasn't working at all! We're constantly having rows with the premises staff about the windows, which are meant to be locked so the air con works, and no-one falls out. We figured that if the air con wasn't working anyway, then what did it matter if the windows were opened? Needless to say, we lost the argument on the whole Health & Safety issue - incidentally, surely Health & Safety comes into the equation when our offices are measuring 34degrees Celsius (sorry, I don't really do Farenheit)? It was cooler when I was working in offices in India - oh, except when there were power cuts, of course!!!

I might complain, on the grounds that its in violation of my human rights!!!