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Making Time..

Went to the hospital yesterday. Not in and of itself that exciting, but it was one of those times that could have been great or grumpy. Basically you always have to wait, but if you go anywhere they call you (the well known Sod's law phenomena).

So you have a choice- get all angsty and frustrated: or redeem the time. When I went in the summer I tried option a. This time I went for option b. I bought a latte and the Guardian and settled down. In the hour that I could have been getting vexed I instead:

  • did about half the quick crossword- looked at the cryptic one and laughed...
  • read lots of Americans getting vexed at the Guardian's ever so slightly patronising 'write to a swing state person' campaign. They generally seem to think we have rubbish teeth.
  • Read a little editorial by Maxi Jazz about conflict diamonds.
  • Was disturbed to discover that the Eccles cake is on the wane.
  • Got vexed at the Israeli government's continued rubbish treatment of the Palestinians
  • Was greatly encouraged to hear that Christine Granville is selling her book rights aged 93. (all spy fans should smile at this!)
  • Had no thoughts about the scrapping of blasphemy laws.. resolved to read more about that baby.
  • Watched a guy turn up looking for 'keys' that a 'friend'had left at reception. He didn't seem to know which reception- handy as there must be at least 100 in the Land D. He could still be looking.
And when all that was done they called me in... chilled out and ready to hear my fate (see previous entry)

Call me crazy, but I think I might go to the launderette later in the week. I could use a bit more time to read.

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