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Monday, January 03, 2005

You haven't lived til you've heard your neighbour in the flat downstairs doing the karaoke version of 'Dancing Queen' at 11 o' clock in the morning. It wasn't pleasant. I just pray to God she wasn't practising for the next series of the X-Factor. Simon Cowell would have something to say.

I was in the bath at the time, attempting to soothe my cold (sorry, I mean flu) with a bottle of Asda Indian Ginger & Sandalwood bubble bath. It claims to "help relax body and mind", which would probably be true were it not for the fact that it turns the bath water deep red, meaning that every time I closed my eyes for five minutes and attempted to block out the sound of Scandinavian power-pop being warbled at a scarily high pitch beneath me, I'd forget about the colour of the water, open my eyes, and panic that I'm bleeding to death.

So by the time I got out of my "relaxing bath soak", I was reaching for the tranquilisers. But on the plus side, I now smell like a gingerbread man, which should make me popular with small children.

In other news, I've written a piece of micro fiction for the first time in a year. I was going through a drawer in my living room looking for a pad of paper, and came across a half written micro fiction story which I'd started in America last February, and never finished (yes that's right - never mind novels, I can fail to finish a hundred word story), due to ill health and the fact that I was busy going to shopping malls and stuffing myself at ice cream parlours.

So that's now finished. And it only took me eleven months. Ms Cutrell's Language Arts Class will be thrilled.