Another week with not enough to do, and consequently a shortfall inthe dosh inwards column looms. Start the day and week with S, and we drive to town in glorious sunshine. She is really coming along nicely now, and it is gratifying as at one time things did not look good at all.
As the Burmese government does it's level best to ensure that as many of it's people as possible die of neglect, news starts to come in from China of an earthquake with possibly 1000 dead.
Hilary still keeps battling on in the democratic primaries, despite everyone agreeing she hasn't a cat's chance in hell of winning. Now one school of thought says she is already starting the 2012 campaign. By making the fight with Obama as fractious as possible she hands the presidency to Mccain. The dems then face another 4 years in the wilderness, Barak is a busted flush. Mccain fucks the job up totally, and the nation turns to Hill, guilty that she didn't get a chance this time.
On this side of the pond, and fucking things up wonderfully himself, Lab mps are coming out from under cover and starting to squeak that maybe Gordon wasn't the one after all.
As for the rest. Yeah I had a curry, no I didn't do any exercise. No I haven't lost any weight since we got back from Glasgow.
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