And now we have U2’s Pride (In the Name of Love) followed by Pearl Jam’s Alive. This sure is a rollick down memory lane.
Feeling nostalgic listening to the radio blare Bob Jovi’s Bed of Roses (and wondering just how many times it was I argued over lyrics with my friends-who-were-boys).
After an hour of diligent activity I do not have a draft essay. I do, however, have an empty “Needs Review” folder in my citation manager.
Went swimming laps at the local pool this morning. I won’t be trying out for the national team.
Australian cafe in London did not impress. One to add to the list of hilarious, bad restaurant reviews. https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2018/mar/11/farm-girl-cafe-chelsea-we-dont-stay-for-dessert-because-we-have-suffered-enough-restaurant-review
The Google street view car just drove past. Have I been immortalised, I wonder?
Fun flick of the week: Game Night.
Just picked up a book that the local bookseller tracked down for me in under a week. Excellent service.
I’ve definitely felt better than I do now.