Hi everyone

I have a day off work today. Not of the pulling a sick variety I hasten to add. I just fancied a day to myself at the start of my company's new holiday year. I planned a lie in this morning to get my revenge at K's being able to get up later on his Uni days but ended up being most annoyed to wake early! Still, I lay in bed a while, trying to will myself to go back to sleep, fighting a losing battle with my mind becoming more and more active thinking about all kinds of random things. Unfortunately most of these don't come to mind now or I would share. I do remember thinking that I really need to learn to drive and it can't be that hard taking the plunge but now in my usual wakeful self mode I will no doubt chicken out. Why can't someone just organise it for me and force me to go?

I did think about taking the train to Leeds today, just to do something different and have a mooch around somewhere new. On researching what was to do in Leeds, I thought I could catch a flick at their international film festival, have lunch and get my hair cut but then I thought why am I going all the way to Leeds when I can do that here? So instead, I'm going to get my hair cut here in Manchester and catch a flick at the Cornerhouse - Red Road if you're interested in such detail. On arranging the hair appointment, the receptionist told me that my stylist's price has gone up quite steeply which is a bummer but I figure that I don't get my hair cut all that often, allowing it to go rather unkempt, dry and strawlike for months before doing something about it, so why not treat myself? Why not indeed!

I don't actually like the whole 'going to the hairdresser' experience, unusually for a woman. I find the salons quite intimidating in a way - everyone sizing people up and the falseness of hairdressers making small talk with their customers. If I were to open a salon I would make it quite rustic and friendly and warm - with nice bright colours and a welcoming counter with non model types - none of your white, stainless steel brightness for me! The salons are always so pristine, with the hairdresser's sporting their new oh so trendy cuts

I MUST book a dentist's appointment today which I have been putting off - I HATE the dentists but unlike the hairdressers, the cleaner and brighter and whiter and stainless steel sparkly the surgery is, the better for me