February 9, 2009...7:40 pm

How Hard Can It Be? Pt.3

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Nearing the end of Day One… if you don’t count last night’s efforts.

I’m still at work. I have no real attraction to leave; on any other week I would be leaving to go out with friends or to buy too much food for one sitting, head home, sit, and eat too much food; both of which I enjoy immensely. It is

Usually if I were heading home, although I’d usually keep working, I’d have hired a movie to watch and if I were going out, I’d almost certainly be meeting in a bar or a pub somewhere. Instead I have nothing to do. I have a selection of movies I have seen thousands of times between them all, I have a dodgy Internet connection with nothing to look for and I have a mountain of washing to do. With this in mind, I am happy staying in the warm office until I get chucked out.

Furthermore, it is still raining.

This morning I got absolutely soaked. Although I would never consider myself a fair-weather cyclist, when it rains as hard as it was when it came to leaving the house I would usually jump on the bus and sit in the dry. The bus costs £1 so that left me with no option. I cycled and paid for it in discomfort for the subsequent 6 hours.

My shoes are still drying on the radiator and my trousers still looked like I wet myself – albeit a day ago, which seems all the more squalid to me!

Food hasn’t been too horrific today; the company I work for are amazing and provide their employees with complementary cereal each morning. I chose Shredded Wheat this morning; it was wholesome and delightful and pushed me through to 2.30pm before the stomach-rumbles were becoming too distracting.

To quell my tummy’s dissatisfaction and sustenance deprivation I chewed through 2 Riveta I found in one of my desk draws… a hidden bonus to the reserves (especially as I gorged through the crisps last night).

And now? It is 7.30pm and I’m already looking forward to another breakfast tomorrow morning!

My friend just dropped me a line asking me what I was doing tonight and whether I wanted to meet him for a drink, the answer was no. I don’t think I’m used to this enough to resist yet. I think the best course of action is to go home, curl up with a movie and a tea (yes I also forgot to mention the tea yesterday, sorry).

To make this week’s antics worthwhile, I think I’m going to have to explore a bit. I’ve always said, London is full of free opportunities for fun and I think this might be the opportunity I have to truly prove it.

By the way, I am Twittering or, rather, ‘Tweeting’ this entire experience every couple of minutes. Follow me at twitter.com/jameslacey

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