Day 521: Manic Fingers and a Can of Worms

I've got manic fingers. I've just been proofing a load of documents for some lovely people at a company in Norway. It has to be done today. It was INTENSE and really very enjoyable. I love playing with language, whether it be making it simpler or messing with it. I just spent twenty minutes writing a great long post about that, but I found myself too concerned with being right, so I've cut it. I'll sleep on it and see.

Today, I loved my work. I loved laughing at an inappropriately funny post (the subject of the long post). That was a laugh that took me by surprise, that was out of me before I could think about anything. There was a bit of glee stuck to it when it came out. Went in my drink. 

My bike - doing its best

I haven't found a bike yet. I got all surprised this morning when I realised I couldn't really be anywhere I liked in 10 minutes, because it's nothing but a bikey carcass now... I need to sort that out (and must remember it when I go for a singing lesson tomorrow - remember to leave enough time). I am looking forward to making friends with my new bike. It'll be lush, that will. Actual new or new to me, either way, but in good condition and well ridable. That's what I'd like. Mmmm. I'm going to love it. I can tell.