Whence is it fled?
Jul. 16th, 2004 10:15 amHmm. I'm not sure where this week went. Missing Monday seems to have had the effect of telescoping the rest of the week into about half an hour. Yesterday afternoon I caught myself thinking "right, it's about time I planned my work for the week ... oh".
I have eleven working days left. I'll be completely dazed by the end of it, I reckon.
I've got noticeably larger in the last couple of weeks. My inner child is growing its brain, say the books. My GP, ever encouraging, continues to exclaim what a big baby I've got. (I've decided I have a big cervix too.)
This business of bringing new people into the world - you couldn't make it up, could you?
I have eleven working days left. I'll be completely dazed by the end of it, I reckon.
I've got noticeably larger in the last couple of weeks. My inner child is growing its brain, say the books. My GP, ever encouraging, continues to exclaim what a big baby I've got. (I've decided I have a big cervix too.)
This business of bringing new people into the world - you couldn't make it up, could you?