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Grant Lee Buffalo
copperopolis

Tricky
pre-millennium tension

Van Morrison
astral weeks

Bob Dylan
oh mercy

recipe for pizza dough

mix 1 1/2 teaspoons dried yeast with 1 1/2 teaspoons sugar in 1/4 cup warm water - wait 15 mins or so until it froths up

mix 4 tablespoons olive oil in 2 cups flour

add yeast mixture

knead until firm and smooth

leave in warm place for one hour to rise

In the course of an hour last night, between 3am and 4am, I woke Deb up like four times to tell her she was snoring. I think it's a curse of late pregnancy. The nasal passages get blocked, and this combines with the weird body postions necessary for sleeping while heavily pregnant, to produce snoring. Deb's really good when I wake her; she just says "sorry", rolls over, and starts again. I feel really bad when waking her. It doesn't actually stop me waking, just means I feel bad about it.

I spent today and a couple days last week trying to clear my desk at work. I've got most of the way through the various piles. I read an article once where someone had classified people into two types of filers - vertical filers and horizontal filers.

Vertical filers are anally-retentive obsessed people who try and bring order to their work place by filing things vertically. In cabinets. With labels on each one, and vertical files in each drawer. They go home at night with clear desks.

Horizontal filers are cool, artistic, creative people who place everything in piles on their desk. Their ideal work environment would be a round revolving table with a hole in the middle where they could sit. They would work by rotating the table around to each bit of paper they needed.

I long to be a vertical filer. I dream of a clear desk and the decisiveness to deal with each piece of paper only once - file it, deal with it, or dump it. It worries me that I can't achieve the workplace serenity I know vertical filing will deliver me.

It also worries me that I worry about this.