It seems I'm the only one here at work until at least 11.30 when Sean is due to arrive. Keyvan has rung in ill. He may turn up later but I'm not holding out any great hope in that.
So here I am. All alone. With a ton of work to do - and catching up on LJ. Well for a few minutes more in anycase. I'm being a rebel in protest of not being able to go out and eitehr buy some milk so I can have tea or pick up some breakfast. Luckily I grabbed a can of Diet Coke and a Caramel bar on the way out of the house this morning so I have 'something' to keep me going for a few hours.
Even better news is that I was going to meet
Not sure what we're getting up to this weekend. It's Rosie and mine six-month anniversary from our first meeting/kiss. The Slimelight was a possibility as she thought
Can't believe it's six months already though. It seems both a lot shorter and a lot longer (both in good ways). I'm really glad to have Rosie in my life and she's certainly a great motivation to make a real success out of the businesses so we can sort out our nest and secure our futures. I guess it must be love :)
On Sunday we're off to the Voltaire gig at The Purple Turtle in Camden. Voices of Masada will be playing despite
Anyway. Work for me (and only for me it seems).
Hope the next 90 minutes speed by. I'm dying for a cuppa! :p