I don't own a scales but the tried and trusted these-trousers-shouldn't-be-this-tight method suffices to tell me of overconsumption. Hopefully a month of tramping up and down hills in Switzerland will help, though I have a lead on a job much earlier than I thought. Actually, make that a month minus a week. I intend to sleep for a week.
Bookshops are dangerous. I went in intending to browse. I came out with four Inspector Morse omnibuses. I have no willpower. Damn their special offers! (Chapters, Parnell St. if you're in the city and want to be tempted).
Waiting for my exit interview. I think it will be symbolic of pretty much everything if it doesn't get scheduled in time.
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