Busy

I have been incredibly lazy on the blogging front. As I was starting to get over my ear infection (and get used to the mixed blessing of being able to hear again), I was struck down with flu. I couldn't have planned it at a more unfortunate time various members of my team were off sick/had left/ or were on holiday so it was just me and an another member of the team in. Not good, especially as we had one of our big projects for proofing and another 30 page brochure. I marked up at home in a delirious state, but finally had to concede defeat and take to my bed.

Now I'm all better but struggling to juggle work, revision (for my theory test this Thursday eek!), and trying to hack my way through book revisions.

The theory test revison is not helped by the fact that the questions are so dull. I know whether or not I'm too close to the car in front how will knowing the exact stopping distance helping me seeing as I can't visually judge 36 meters? But I persist and I'm quite enjoying the feeling of cramming facts in my brain which shows I've been out of formal education for far too long.

I've also got the biggest pile of book reviews to write, and I'll try and get round to them soon.

Today I am mostly...

• Wishing I lived in America so I could watch BSG season 4;
  
• Telling everybody that there are 192 countries in the world if you don't count Vatican City and Tibet. I don't know many factoids but I sure get mileage out of the ones I do know;
  
• Deaf in my left ear. I haven't been able to hear since Sunday I've also got ear ache, nausea and dizziness, nice. The Boy is not sympathetic and accused me of being a hypochondriac! Rude. Just because I've been telling him that I have ear cancer/glue ear/ spiders eggs in there. I never should have read NHS direct;
  
• Watching Gossip Girl. Its not the sharp and bitchy panacea I longed for but in my current illness addled state it will do pretty clothes and NY real estate porn;
  
• Organising the image library at work. This means I get to play around with taxonomies and grapple with our increasing surreal image captioning;
  
• Wondering whether my bank manager will hunt me down if I go on a shopping spree. I want clothes;
• Mocking a colleague who lasted a measly three minutes without speaking an acronym;
  
• Writing lazy blogposts like this one :)
  

Genius

I've read through this scene about twenty times in various different incarnations but only when I was reading it aloud to The Boy did I notice this little snippet of joy

‘Nothing.’ A car came round the bend illuminating them in the bright, white, round headlights. Jamie pushed Maya behind him.

Why in action packed sequence when both characters are on the run did I find the need to describe in excruciating detail the headlights? Unless the headlights use special ions (geddit) to defeat the fey a description is not really necessary.

I am SMRT! Back to the cutting board.