The stupid shoulder is acting up again, probably in protest at the way I carried lunch and a newspaper back from the student union yesterday. It isn't as bad as it was a week ago, but bad enough to be annoying. If this keeps up, I shall start associating my nice black velvet blazer and a perfectly good pair of slacks with pain, which would be a pity.
Also, CNN has ruined the only show of theirs I actually liked, and fired my favourite anchor. I imprinted on Aaron Brown when he was reporting from a rooftop on 9/11, and I'll miss him. (Anyone correlating this with my Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea obsession and concluding that I have a weakness for cranky, cuddly redheaded men might not be entirely wrong.)
On a slightly less grumpy note, my Amazon package is in town, in the hands of the Post Office. The way things have been going lately, this probably means that they will try to deliver it at work on Saturday and I'll finally get it next Tuesday, but just maybe I'll get it tomorrow.
Also, CNN has ruined the only show of theirs I actually liked, and fired my favourite anchor. I imprinted on Aaron Brown when he was reporting from a rooftop on 9/11, and I'll miss him. (Anyone correlating this with my Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea obsession and concluding that I have a weakness for cranky, cuddly redheaded men might not be entirely wrong.)
On a slightly less grumpy note, my Amazon package is in town, in the hands of the Post Office. The way things have been going lately, this probably means that they will try to deliver it at work on Saturday and I'll finally get it next Tuesday, but just maybe I'll get it tomorrow.
