Thursday!

Yesterday I applied for a local bank account (with an international bank it has to be said)... on the application form I had to enter the usual details, along with my fathers name, my fathers address, and the details of the father of whoever I left the contents of my bank account to 'should I die'. I just think its interesting what a male centric society this is. At least it didnt ask for my fathers permission to open a bally bank account...

So life is toodling along and I feel quite settled even tho I havent yet managed to get out of the hotel and into my apartment near the zoo.
A lack of exersise and many curries are making me feel most rotund, but hopefully I shall acquire a bike soonsoonsoon.
I am starting to get used to wearing random 'jesus sandals' at work... where you cant wear your shoes in the office, and instead must wear sandals or slipers. I have been issued with a pair (albeit they are different sizes) of horrible black sandals... I've seen some exciting pink felt slippers with pompoms on in a shop, so perhaps i can get some of those to wear at work? slippers in the worksplace... hmmm we need duvets too perhaps...