tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7242447.post-1109948499582468462005-03-04T14:44:00.000Z2005-03-04T15:26:06.940Zthought I may aswell post more of my rubbish.<br /><br />I have two pieces of work to do this weekend: one is a 500 word direct observation about infection control, the other is another 500 word direct observation about moving and handling. I know that 1000 words is not exactly a novel, but I am finding the subject matter pretty uninspiring to be honest. So far today I have done all the washing in the washing basket, checked my email about 20 times and chatted to my mate Dave on MSN.<br /><br />I also did <a href="http://www.ivillage.co.uk/ivillageuk/articles/0,,161171_182561,00.html?par=ukmsnsp">this IQ test </a>on the MSN site and got 150, which pleased me despite the fact that I know it's an IQ test for morons to make them feel less moronic. Try it - you'll feel really clever for a bit.<br /><br />I also emailed a friend to see if he's read Naked Lunch. I am trying to read it; the copy I have belonged to Kev's brother and it looks like he only got about a third of the way through. My friend said it took him a year to read it (and he writes for a living) so I am going to perservere as it's obviously a hard book to read, so now I don't feel bad about having to read each page three times (and still find myself thinking "what the F**K?!").<br /><br />Right - given that I am unlikely to get any work done today I think I will officially write it off, and do the washing up instead.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7242447-110994849958246846?l=flufffrommybrain.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Flohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06471274142989570176noreply@blogger.com1