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19/2/15 12:08 pm
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We signed for a flat in Leeds yesterday. The agency have been super quick about taking all the listings down, so I can show you its super sexy kitchen (black cabinets, red tiles). It's broadly the same size as our current flat, but a different layout, so hopefully we'll be able to squeeze some more shelves in. We looked at a load of placed, and the houses were cute but all had tiny kitchens. It's not significantly cheaper than our current place, but it's in a much nicer area than the cheap places. We move at the beginning of April.

I've reached a point where I've had so many conversations about fifty shades of grey I can talk about it with a level of depth that makes people think I've read it, so I felt obliged to actually read it. It's sitting on my ereader at the moment waiting for me to finish Bernard Cornwell (god, that's going to be a whiplash change in styles!).

The other night I dreamt that I'd have to devour it in small chunks. Which sort of makes sense, but then in the dream FSOG was a book sized piece of cooked pork, which I was cutting up with a knife and fork. Then I was worried that my ereader would struggle to read the file properly and not know what order the pages went in (because I was cutting the pork into cubs, not slices). So I don't know what I'm going to make of the actual book, but I know it's going to make me hungry.

I slept eleven hours last night and had more crazy dreams, including dreaming I was in bed and had realised I was wearing two hats, so took them off, then I was on a train and I'd been asleep and dreamt I was in bed with two hats, but actually I was on a train wearing two hats. There was another with a street festival in London and a third where security checks at the airport now included checking your teeth for implants and looking under your nails, because of 'hackers'. I think all the house stuff might have stressed me out a bit (plus hormonal, though the cramps have eased up now) because that was a lot of dreaming.

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22/1/15 08:40 am
minervasolo: (redundant intimacy)
So I started new job yesterday, and will be working 10-4:30 Mondays, Tuesdays and Fridays. Everyone is very nice, there is no dress code, and I think I can do most things but don't have access to any of the programs or websites so far.

last night's dream of novices nuns on the run was brought to you by Call the Midwife and Up the Women )
minervasolo: (redundant intimacy)
anxiety dreams )

House viewings are arranged for tomorrow. My phone has been sent for repair. I don't know how long for - they need the parts, and when J asked they just said "a couple of days." "A couple of working days?" "Eh. A couple of days." All the reviews of the place mention poor service, but it's also bloody cheap. I can put up with poor service for a repair that costs less than half the price of the other place I asked. I've been missing it more than I expected, which is partly having had a smartphone for much longer than last time I had to go without it and partly a reflection of how lax I've got about fiddling with it at work.

ETA J, meanwhile, dreamt he ran the pea_facts twitter, which was just made up facts about peas. He should do this, y/y?


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