...you couldn't make it up

I make it a rule not to read gossip magazines and the like. I'm not being snobbish, I just don't care about people I've never met, never will meet, and don't really want to meet. But then I saw this...

Courtney Love claims she's carrying Steve Coogan's love child. Yeah, drug addled fruit-loop widow of drug-addled over-rated suicide victim has been shagging the man who created Alan fucking Partridge. WTF??? Sounds like they've been getting their research from celebs_on_crack.

So much to do, so little time...

Ok at the moment my weeks looks like this:

Saturday; Jessops 10-7 (adding on commuting thats 8:30-9ish)
Sunday; Jessops 11-5 (9:30-6:30)
Monday; Jessops 10-7 (8:30-7)
Tuesday; I'm supposed to be working on a website on the history of the NHM's fossil fish collection. 11-5ish (9:30-7)
Wednesday; Reboxing Erythrosuchus Yay practical stuff! 11-5 (9:30-7)

Technically I'm free on Thursdays and Fridays. What I'm actually doing is writing my dissertation and using the NHM's library. Given the deadline is the end of September this is taking priority. I'm doing this most Tuesdays too, and letting the website slide.

Thankfully after a nice chat with Duncan I've got out of the worst of the flat-hunting. I don't have the time to do this alone, and it doesn't matter where you are in order to contact letting agents. But its not easy to do it when you're working 7 days a week!