"Looks like somebody's got a case of the Mondays"

So, there I am the other day, sitting at work running through email after email. Someone walks by and comments to two people on my team - 'You guys don't look that great today. Must be a Monday...' Sound familiar? The last couple weeks of my life have been truly reminiscent of The Office. The days drag on. The clock slows down. And, eventually, you find yourself in the same place day after day. The funk is slowly ending, but where I've been the last couple weeks. It'll be another month before I have any solid plans and my life becomes more permanent. My purgatory has a few benefits, but generally horrid. You don't sleep. You're anxious all the time. Your life becomes hostage to something you can't control. I'm admittedly a bit dramatic, but rightfully so. Like so many before me, I'm ready for a little consistency in my life. I'm ready to live and work in the same city, to put down some deeper roots for a change, to own a normal life for a while.

That said, the drinks have come both often and in large quantity. London's an easy town to do that in - and an increasingly hard place to keep fit in. I did manage to go hiking at Brecon Beacons National Park in Wales last weekend, followed by a crazy night in Cardiff. (Be sure to check out the pics - http://public.fotki.com/raggett/). For anyone that cares, I've been running a fair amount and playing soccer two to three times a week.

Anyhow, it's late and I'm low on sleep. Drop me a line and I'll send you a more detailed account.