Sweet pulse of life

New Hapless, on the dangers of packing without thought. Wow, I haven't updated it since July. This is why I don't want fans, they'd just get narky at me.

I like the new house. It's not perfect, and has some odd problems, for example the washing machine taps are inside the cupboard under the laundry sink, and I can't figure out the reticulation. I think the main good thing is that it's bigger, so everything fits and then some. Though currently most of everything is still in boxes.

Last night we had vocal training for work which was fun. I found myself slipping back into the diaphragm breathing routine from choir in primary school, part of my life which I'd somewhat forgotten. Also since noone else wanted it I got to take home pretty much full packets of hummous and Trident Sweet Chilli rice crackers, now both in my tummy. Mmm. I went to dinner tonight at the local Indian place, which was ok and had chick pea based sweets (which tasted mainly of SUGAR). *ponders supplementing my diet with more hummous and indian sweets. Chick peas are good for you, you know*