My JET essay is finished, I can't face reading it again.

Everyone cross your fingers/toes/arms/legs/whatever else you're flexible enough to cross that my MA arrives tomorrow, in time for me to hand deliver my application to the Japanese embassy.

Housemates thinks they found the maggot-source. A small tube of tomato puree, abandoned in the back of the cupboard which has now been disposed of. More crossing of limbs that that was it, please? We're still one of the thousands of households in London to be infested with distressingly intelligent mice. They have been known to eat the peanut butter off a trap without setting it off.

Also, I have finished "The Will of the Empress". Thoughts to come. I am conflicted.

Memory like a... what was that word again? - Tuesday, Apr. 18, 2006
That has got to suck - Thursday, Mar. 09, 2006
Does anyone else's wrists hurt after a blood test, or is that just me? - Wednesday, Mar. 01, 2006
Funky Dory Limited? - Monday, Feb. 27, 2006
Wish Me Luck - Thursday, Nov. 24, 2005