My somewhat lengthy day

July 28th, 2008

Being a bit of a mad thing, I’ve agreed to do overtime today, making this a six-day week, and then after that, also agreed to make it a double. Technically that means I am on shift from 12 noon today until 7.30am tomorrow. In reality, I don’t need to turn up until 3pm and I’ll be finishing a little bit early.

Because I know that everyone who reads this blog hangs on my every word, I’ll be trying to keep you updated with how I get on. Mm! Excitement!

11.35
My landlord wanted to show some people round my flat so I had to get up at 8am instead of my planned 11 or 12. Hooray. That means I’m awake for seven hours before I even start. Plus it’s incredibly hot down here in the tropical south and I didn’t sleep very well.

I’ve set myself up for a brilliant night at work! Whoooo!

15.10
I’ve just arrived at work and I can’t remember the last time it was this hot. OH MY GOD. I am the sweatiest person I’ve ever met just now. I just printed off my rota and it looks very long. On the other hand, I had time to have a tasty lunch at home, which was quite nice. Every cloud has a silver lining.

20.55
Just had some coffee. I need it for the energy but I fear the comedown which will be in the wee small hours. I’m also strangely cold and sweaty. It was a hot sticky day today, but you’d think that after a good six hours of windowless air conditioning here I’d be used to it now. I’m starting to think I’m ill, or maybe there’s something up with my metabolism. Seeing shapes in front of my eyes. Can hear some strange, unidentifiable music now and then. Could swear there’s someone behind me at times.

01.20
Think I have just been on a train, though I’m not sure whether it was real or not. It was doing little circular rides around the top of the building. After that I abseiled down to the canteen where I had a nice chat with Philip Schofield. It took me ages to work out what didn’t look right about him, and eventually I spotted that instead of a torso, he just had the hot water machine from the staff canteen there, with his arms and legs sellotaped to it.

I had a weird herbal tea thing earlier this evening and I’m starting to wonder if there was something funny in it.

05.10
Fifty minutes to go. I can no longer see anything. Is this Facebook?

14.10
Meant to stop this at the end of the shift, but I’m going to add a line in homage to the absolute bastard who lives on the ground floor of this building. He has chosen today to replace the roof over his kitchen, so when I should have been sleeping soundly after my 24-hour day, instead I was lying awake listening to continuous drilling and hammering. Wanker. He’s still at it now. I plan to go to bed as soon as it starts to get dark, and probably sleep until Thursday, and if he’s still hammering away then I’ll start pouring boiling water over him.

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