The clocks moved back this weekend. There’s more empty, or yellow branches on trees than green ones. The temperature gauge spends more time below 10°C than above it. And I’ve started running and spinning again.
Winter is coming.
The clocks moved back this weekend. There’s more empty, or yellow branches on trees than green ones. The temperature gauge spends more time below 10°C than above it. And I’ve started running and spinning again.
Winter is coming.
Spent the whole day in dumps1.
Still in the dumps, though more from melancholy than from angst.
Thanks, no thanks, La vie en rose.
wget -i list_of_urls.txt
Today I learnt that, using the terminal, I can download a shit load of files with that simple command in one go.
Weeks of battling work issues with no results. Months of unanswered emails. Days of no running, weeks of no swimming, months of no cycling, year of no hiking.
There is no bright spot.
Continue reading Dark, Grey.
When a friend acts like a dick (not dock, or sick, you idiotic Google keyboard!), how do you respond?
1 & 2 are easy. And I’m some kind of master ninja at #2. But I’m thinking of going with 3.
If I can’t get over a friend being a dick, might as well not call them a friend in the first place.
What a beautiful day to die
My partner’s dad keeps softly saying ‘I love you, *****”
Several times an hour. To my dog.
Having observed them over the last month, I’m quite sure he’s said those words fewer times in his life. To his wife.
Now I know who my partner takes after 😕
We mostly lose our tempers not with those who are actually to blame; but with those who love us enough to forgive us our foul moods.
Back home, I’m struggling to open my eyes at 8:30 AM.
Today, by 8:30 local time (7:30 UK), I was wide awake and itching to go for a run, but for the foot and knee injuries. I’d already finished Twitter, Facebook, Google+, BBC News, GReader, and email.
Weird.