I was going to rant about work again but changed my mind. Spending the evening watching television while Feda painted my toenails was proof enough that my worries aren't as serious as those had by other globe-dwellers. Plus, I had some wonderful Lasagna for dinner tonight courtesy of my Mumsy and crispy garlic bread courtesy of Feda. And I'm off from work tomorrow as well.
So there you go, a grumble-free entry.
Four weeks 'til France!