A gondola of happiness

It would be so much nicer if the commenters on Have Your Say about tonight’s Question Time could spell. Or use punctuation properly.

The pointlessness of fascination

And now no ham?! Ham is one of my favourite foods ever and I now have to restrict myself so it’s an occasional treat? How wretched.

Reflections off the windows

We’re meant to keep our personal and work lives separate — it’s for our own sanity, right? If we mix personal stuff with work stuff we’re likely to get in trouble with the boss. So why is it expected of you to use your personal reputation and relationships in order to get your job done?

Anything could happen on a four-day coach holiday*

So. I did it. I went and registered for Urbathon. That’s 10 kilometres worth of running jumping climbing trees. I have just over two months to get ready for it, and we haven’t even been motivated enough to join the gym yet.

But the gym has a pool and some nice cardio machines so maybe I have a hope in hell. And the race is being held in the same general area as the 5 kilometre run route I minced around last month, so I should probably try to take advantage of summer daylight for as long as possible, huh?

* I’m terrible at coming up with clever post titles, so I’m going to use irrelevant ones instead.

Darwin at work

Everyone’s seen There, I Fixed it, right?

I am the master of klutz

I brilliantly managed to tip my entire (well, it was only half-full) bowl of leftover chickpea and chorizo soup into the microwave. Meanwhile, chilli cheese dip from Asda ain’t got much chilli in it.

Apparently…

… being literary is mutually exclusive with being tidy. Whoever made their lunch explode in the microwave has not cleaned up and it’s been two days.

… being literary means not having the ability to understand personal finance or have an interest in (macro or micro) economics.

The Pope must be on dope

Pope says world financial system ‘built on sand’ and only God’s words are real. He’s also doing an Italian teevee Bible read along. How weird.

In other news, I was having lunch at the Christian Centre (subsidised by Jesus™) the other day and couldn’t help overhearing an elderly vicar / pastor / priest (I dunno if priests wear the dresses and not the clerical collars here) telling his lunch companion, a young Chinese girl, that young people these days were too materialistic, they didn’t believe in anything that couldn’t be scientifically proven, and spirituality was real (or words to that effect).

Um. No, it’s a matter of opinion. You can’t compare spirituality with empirical observations. I think spirituality (not religion) is important to a person’s psychological well-being, but it’s as different from science as Chris Cornell is from Paris Hilton.

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