Moaning

Sunday evenings are rubbish. Work tomorrow. Elmo scratched me and made me bleed when I tried to brush near his tail. My bum hurts as I rode yesterday and today for the first time in ages (although I can't moan as Oscar seems a bit better now he's got his egg bar shoes on). On the plus side - I'm not ill anymore.

I have been amusing myself by getting acrobat reader to read things out loud to me in a Stephen Hawkings-esqe voice. Hilarious when you're really bored and also if you're me. Especially if you get it to read out pdf files of the shoebox_project. I've always wanted to hear Stephen Hawkings say 'Moo ha ha ha ha'.

My obligatory S/R rec of the moment: This is My Truth, Tell Me Yours by hackthis. Found on potter_recs or crack_van or somesuch place. Short, sad, but also funny in parts.