Today I'm afraid I lack inspiration. Whether this is due to the fact I have observed the world through half closed eyes all day or merely that the creative fairies haven't deigned to sprinkle me with magic powder, who knows?
One thing though. It feels damned good to get back to academic work. A wonderfully interesting, if a little slow, lecture today, leaving me now with the task of translating Old English and Early Middle English into present day form. Sadly I find this fascinating.
I haven't yet found a post office around here, but then, with all the Eco-friendly groups and societies maybe they've decided that using paper at all is a sin? I'm having trouble adjusting to this recycling lark, there are more bins than you can shake a stick at, and at least three for that stick once you're done shaking it.
Hmm, this is quite possibly procrastination, is there a test I can take to see if it is?
And now I run out of things to say, I shan't post again until I have something you'll enjoy reading. And I will be sure to include my mildly amusing story about some turkey broth.
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