6.2.10
There is a loud snorer next door. This, after Eben, is painful. My hearing is particularly acute anyway, but now my evil brain actively hunts for snoring because I’m so used to being kept awake by it. So I was awake at 3:30am, and that was that. Got some decent reading in [The Blade Itself by Joe Abercrombie, which is thoroughly brilliant].
Rain started to thump down, which played a gentle tune on the skylight [no windows on the walls]. Sounds lovely, very relaxing. Until the git in the other room [the not-snoring side] decided to play very loud music at 6:30am. In fairness he’s blatant about it and the music isn’t too bad. Not stuff I know, but not offensively pop. And not fucking ABBA, for which I am profoundly grateful.
Breakfast at 9 again. More egg. Short chat with Welsh friend, who’s name I keep forgetting. Then off to The Shaitsu Centre on Bread Street again. This place is currently keeping me alive. Todays core task is to fix the PC. Turns out the problem is avast! professional antivirus. A Google hunt finds a solution, which takes about an hour to wrangle a way to work. It’s an old copy highly succeptable to a nasty worm attack. SO I rip that out, along with the other 4 anti-v things, and install Norton 360. Or I try to. It requires SP2. SO I take another age figuring out how to install THAT, then get 360 working. Then Windows insists on installing 26 security updates, then SP3.
Some 4-5 hours later, the PC is up to date and working perfectly. SO I can get some actual work done.
Meanwhile there’s a class on today, all day. Several people come in requesting treatments but there’s no-one available to do it! All in that class, y’see. So from now on there should always be someone available on Saturdays to do treatments. All because I’m homeless. Hurrah! [the shop isn't usually open to public on Saturdays. It is today purely because I'm here]
Lunch time I’m invited to join the class for food. I cheerily accept, but am mostly avoided. This is mildly puzzling until it occurs that I haven’t had access to a shower in several days and I probably stink. I have no sense of smell so these things aren’t immediately obvious to me. But yeah, I feel a bit manky so likely smell bad.
Food shopping is slightly cheaper today. I have about £8 left, total. That’s without looking at the bank – a thought that fills me with a new flavour of dread.
Drop by at Daughters place on the way home, and find myself being quite offensive. THis is totally unintended, but I say some pretty nasty things and feel awful about it. I’m feeling a bit blank now, and should probably head off, but I stay a while longer concentrating on being nice. It seems to work. I’m exhausted. I pick up some fresh clothes and say goodnight to ex-wife and Daughter.
I get back to Leith, read for a while and stay up till 1am. Sleep does eventually arrive, but doesn’t last long.
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