Monday, 1 December 2008

What it says on the tin.

So, I pop into my blog and check to see whether anyone's made any comments, and lo and behold, there's one! A single solitary comment that tells me I'm not talking to myself all the time... It's a bit silly how pleased I was to see a comment, but it is nice to know one isn't having a conversation all on one's own. Talking to yourself is a little bit mad, isn't it? Or maybe a sign of incalculable intelligence. After all, no-one will talk back if you talk to yourself. I suppose if someone disagreed with you while you were talking to yourself you might have to get yourself checked out by men in white coats though.What does it mean if you start referring to yourself in the third person? I'm thinking not a lot. It's just irritating for others unfortunate enough to be in hearing distance.

This weekend just gone being the last in November, I thought it was time we got the Christmas tree out. So now it's blinking merrily at the room and exuding an air of general contentment. The star and dove in the windows are staring out onto the street, striving to remind passersby of the real meaning of Christmas. Forget the santa and reindeer down the street, this is what it's all about!!

I had a good day today. I had a Claytons interview - the interview you have when you're not having an interview (look up Claytons drink on Google if you're totally lost. Although to be honest, if you've stayed with me this far you deserve a medal. A chocolate one.) It was for a temporary teaching job at a very good college and I'm really looking forward to it. It will get me out of the house and prevent me from going mad (I can hear you, you know. Stop shouting 'too late' you'll wake the kids) and stimulate the grey matter. Not to mention earn me a few pennies, although most of it will go to the childminder. Who happens to be my friend so I don't mind too much.

Are you getting the relevance of the title yet?

The Christmas tree is blinking at me more urgently now. I think it's saying I should go to bed. After all, it's late and I'm very tired. Does anthropomorphosising a Christmas tree make me crazy? Possibly, but being able to spell anthropomorphosising without a spellchecker should count in my favour...


  1. can I get a chocolate medal for at least trying to keep up?

  2. Absolutely! Chocolate medals flow freely at this blog!