Before coming home from holiday, I resolved that, as soon as I got home, I would start a serious SERIOUS diet. My clothes are too tight and uncomfortable and I'm not happy about it so I need to. The trouble is I haven't had much success with dieting over the last few months. And it's not as if I eat excessively. True, I went out for a meal on Friday night, and for Sunday lunch, and I'm going out to eat tonight - but that's not usual.
I probably have some rare disease whereby you don't eat much but you still put on weight. That really is the only possible answer. It's probably called secretsnacksdontcountitis.
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I was just reading Gledwood's blog and he mentioned that the evenings seem suddenly to have got much darker. I was thinking exactly the same thing last night: it's getting late early. Much faster than it has in previous years I'm sure. It must be global warming. Or it's President Bush's fault.
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I am trying to think of something intelligent to write (or write about). Visiting Blogpower bloggers, I realise again how much more erudite, considered and thoughtful they are. And how much they know about what is going on in the world.
Okay, well, that's 10 minutes I have spent staring into space trying to think of something intelligent. I give up.
By the way, does anyone have a toad I could borrow? I have a wart on my wrist.