Bunk Beds

Went to the gym this morning for a shower, as mum only has a bath. They have new wooden lockers and the changing rooms are much better (although they were nice to begin with really). Might even manage some exercise there at some point. I am really, truly, going to get fit in 2006.

Still shattered, although I slept straight through last night, which is good. Steve and I are now (don’t laugh) in bunkbeds in my mum’s spare room (it’s a tiny room). I never thought I’d be sleeping in a bunk at my mum’s house at 31… Steve likes the bottom bunk because he can play PSP without keeping me awake. I like the view out of the window from the top. It’s like being 11 again.

We’ve had a bit of a move around at work, so I now have a new desk and so does Steve. We’ve spent the day moving computers and at a Christmas curry for lunch, so not overly productive on the work front. I have so much work to do, pretty soon there will be nothing to write about except how much code I’ve generated each day. Our computers and other stuff from the US should turn up tomorrow, so we will finally have something to work on. At the moment we’re both all monitors and no PCs.

Yawn. yawn. yawn. And all I want to do is sleep.

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