Sleep deprivation,

does nothing whatsoever to enhance my occasionally winning personality, so this week is likely to be a total write off. A mind numbingly boring proposal to review at 1 am followed by an 8 am concall - that wonderful corporate invention to fill endless hours with a concentrated lack of decision making while looking terribly busy, and impressively filling diaries. Client presentations, followed by a potentially humourless dinner... and the week goes on. Given that the odds of my being evicted rise expotentially at housekeeping duties being executed at this hour of the morning, I have no choice but to inflict myself here as my only viable alternative for deadline related tedium avoidance. Otherwise known as procrastination. Killing dinner (part ii) is also a tried and tested diversion, and can be a rather satisfying stall (did I mention I once upon a time, in a land far, far away, managed to kill boiling water?? Took me ages to connect the loud, rattling noises and an increase in ambient temperature with the kitchen... didn't know that an empty stainless saucepan on a full flame sounds like an insane percussionist in a fusion band. Guess you learn something new everyday... and well, I also learned to connect heat, noise and in this case rampant aroma to the kitchen rather more rapidly than once upon a time ago.....). Dinner??