Cleaninating the how-wse. (That really doesn't work).

I can procrastinate. I'm the procrastinator.

Instead of doing post-supervisor-interference thesis corrections, I cleaned. I can now see the corners of our bedroom. Amazing...I never knew the skirting boards were that colour. And there is a lovely dust-free feel to the place.

Rest assured, those who care: I have done some of the corrections. I just can't bear to do any more right now.

Anyway, I could have done thesis corrections - or watched as Jezzy freaked the hell out when I started using the vacuum cleaner. That funny little bark of "wtf is that thing???" is infinitely amusing. I will never understand why dogs get scared by vacuum cleaners. But it provides many laughs. What's not so amusing is when she keeps stealing stuff and tries to make me chase her around the place to retrieve said stuff. Earth to Jezzy - NOT HAPPENING. *I* am master; you are dog. Get that into your cocker spaniel-corrupted brain.

Time to vacuum the living room.

As you can see, my life is really exciting right now.