Oh dear, poor, abandoned blog

I never write in you anymore!

Is this because my brain has finally atrophied and my eyes are covered with the scaliest scales?

The only thing that raises my ire without outlet these days is cyclists on the ring road. There's a perfectly good cycle track on the pavement, which my tax dollars helped to fund, cyclists! How dare you turn your nose up at it in favour of pootling along at 20 mph and then glaring at me and wobbling when I whizz past at 50mph, which is the speed limit.

Otherwise, everything is pretty great!

BROKEN

I battered our soi-broken washing machine in aquiesence earlier on (while I was possessed by a tidying fit) but now the whole little-finger-side of my right hand is swollen and immobile. I might get a sling tomorrow.

I have cleaned and cleaned and cleaned today, after getting out of bed laaate due to deciding to watch Apocalypse Now this morning.

Tomorrow I go to London! I am sooo excited. How will I ever sleep?! I'll have to try and batter my head against the washing machine, too, and hope Donna drags me up to my bed.

AND THEN HE HUNG UP!

Max: "Oh hi, Lucy, it's Max here."

Me: "Hi Max! How are you?"

Max: "A WASP! A WASP IS HERE! OH MY GOD!"

Me: "....."

Max: "CAN YOU SEE IT?! LOOK THERE'S A WASP HERE, OH NO, SHOO HIM TOWARDS THE DOOR! WASPS, ALREADY!"

Me: "Ah - "

Max: {CLICK}

YARRRR

I put up a new blind last night! I've lived in this house for nearly two years (or is it nearly three?) and I've had the same see-through bamboo blind the whole time. Needless it to say it doesn't stop any of the ambient night-light or blazing day-light but I knew it was time for a change, so change it was.

I put it up myself and halfway through I was all "yeah I'm totally amazing, a year ago I would have had to phone my dad to come over and put this sucker up for me and now look at me go!". I replaced the advised hacksaw (for sawing the poles to length) with a breadknife, because realistically what use would a hacksaw have been to me following that one use? I already had a breadknife. Then I put it up and it didn't fit and I thought, oh, shoulda phoned my dad.

But it's up now and that's the important thing.

I took pictures so I could photo-blog about How To Put Up A Blind but in the end the two best pictures came when I was drawing the Cut Here line on the blind. I found this pencil, which has a pirate-Viking on the top of it; and I sharpened it with this wind-up pirate pencil sharpener.

Then I had the best night's sleep for two (or maybe three) years and when I woke up I thought the last of my sight had faded overnight because I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. Black-out FTW!

Today I am going to town to buy stencil-materials, so I can make it beautiful.