Did I really only just get in from work? Did I then really just call up a chinese takeaway and have them deliver me a mushroom ommlette and chips at 11:30pm? Hey kidz, I'm living the London life.
I was supposed to go out with Sara tonight. She was working in the next door building, doing some training, and met up with me at 5:15. She sat by my desk for about an hour or so but sadly I still had lots to do. So, she offered to go home, I passed up my night in the pub with her and stayed at my desk finishing off loose ends. Shame. Living the London life.
I met up with the daughter of my former English teacher Max Hollis today. I never knew her at the time. Sadly her dad, my former teacher, died a year and a half ago. She now works at the same place as me (everyone ends up there eventually, I swear) and we had a bit of lunch. Revised: we had a coffee and a flapjack which Damon believes is a good part of a balanced diet that will help him lose a bit of weight. It's true, if you eat nothing else, it works.
We had a bit of a chat about jobs, design work, about that school and about web accessibility. She was really nice. Did I say she bought the lunch?
Interesting stuff happened at work today. Bit of a crisis with a project. All happened extremely fast, in an extremely impromptu manner and wiped my whole afternoon away. I'm kind of disappointed about it all but I think we came up with a good solution between us which was positive. Always challenging when you have to think on your feet like that. Had one of those realisation moments afterwards. One that says: hey, actually, your job's quite cool and you get to play with several interests that you've got: writing, disability culture and techie. I'm so lucky really. One of my new year's resolutions was to 'count my blessings' so, here I am, counting them. Can you hear me Pollyanna? (so unlike me, what's happening?)
I keep meaning to talk about oranges. I must talk about oranges soon.