The best week ever is about to end

Well when I started this week (Monday) I had no reason to expect that it was going to be one of the best weeks in my life but that is the way it has turned out. In fact with my dissertation deadline looming I thought that this may well be the week that I might try to repeat the Jelly Babies overdose incident of my GCSE revision period in 1999. Here is a brief recap as to why this week rocks:

- I have managed to achieve enough work that there is a chance I will finish my dissertation on time.
- I have been home alone and hence able to have "boxer short days"
- I have not lost my current job
- I have been offered a work secondment to India some time later this year
- I have been offered THE BEST JOB IN THE WORLD IN MELBOURNE for 2006 onwards
- I have today got a letter in the post detailing a pay rise!
- I have been drinking coca-cola in large quantities with no regard for my health and no body is here to tell me off.
- Same as above but with eating (not drinking) turkey dinosaurs (not coke)
- I had a break from work for some friends to come round and I cooked them a curry. (Cook chicken + sauce(out of jar) + rice + popadoms + naans + wine(not for me as I am still not drinking (except in interviews) and James as he is not drinking as he is in training for the Exeter half marathon) = A Belly Busting Night). Here are the photos*:


[My guests: James, Holy James and Anna]

- They did the washing up which makes this the perfect week.


[A miracle: Anna and James did the washing up (without) being asked....]


[Meanwhile Holy James pisses around trying to look dangerous or cool or both(?)]

- All that is required now is for my perfect woman to come along before the week is out and ask me to marry her. That will truly make this the best week in the universe ever.

The only thing that could spoil it is for Darth to phone me tomorrow morning tell me the earth is being destroyed to make way for the 'Galaxy Bypass Super Highway' and that we needed to hitch a ride on a smelly Vogon space ship. Although a lack of tea would not distress me as long as I could feed my coke (cola) habit.

*Sorry, all these photos are a little bit fuzzy, this is because since the French fu*ked with the settings on my camera I have still not managed to return it to taking sharp photos indoors (except close-up mode, which seems to work).