Morning

It's 6.30 in the morning and I'm already awake. No, I'm not staying over in the the lab sampling overnight as I had done on thursday. There was this guy in the hall who had some problems with money, and he obviously deigned it necessary to call me up at 6am to talk about. Some people don't have common sense.

The woman is coming! Yay! Only five and a half days to go. I can't wait! Yet there's a slight, very slight feeling of trepidation. Mainly because I'm afraid she won't have a good holiday, and we'll be at each others throats. But, it should be fine. I miss her loads! Looks like there's going to be some major cleaning around the flat to be done this week, looking forward to it.

It's been ages since I've been awake in my room at this hour. Interesting. And since this post is pretty much a collection of random thoughts precipitated at being up at such a godforsaken hour; last night they had Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon and Gladiator on tv. Awesome movies.

Favourite scenes:

Opening sequence in Gladiator, where the Romans kick the but of the barbarians in Germania.

Scene where Zhang Ziyi comes out of the water, all wet and sexy like uttering the words, "Do you want the sword or me?" [You! You! Please...] [don't worry dear, I still love you]