Tempus Fugit

Time Flies…

   Sep 01

Blah and Bleughh

Whenever I have a good idea that shows some pruomise of being something worthwhile writiting about, I am always no where no a computer or something that allows me to record the idea to expand on at a later time when I can think about it.  I am usually driving.

Consequently I hcom to sit down to write said good idea and then I discover I can’t think of anything good to write about.

Not that that is any excuse not to write.  One should find a time and sit down during the day and do such menial tasks.

Alas that was not to be.

….pause for falling asleep in the middle of writing…..and being rudely woken up by the hospital switch telling me I was needed to assist in theatre….and driving in and sitting around for two and a half hours for them to decide that the category two would need to bump the BKA (below knee amputation) that I was to assist on….so being sent home….

So now here I sit, rain tumbling down outside, chicken madras and a cheese & garlic naan, little creatures pale ale and a good book.

Should be bliss.  Can’t say that it is though.  Not sure why, today being the first day of spring should be simply smashingly marvellous.  Instead I’m feeling dysthymic and melancholic.

C’est la vie.

Nothing a good sleep won’t fix.

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