I'm totally brain dead. Work was busy today, including the sudden discovery that we're going to be really stupidly busy in December again, as clients desperately need data just before Christmas, so they can sit on it till New Year. Then I had a driving lesson round the roundabouts of Reading. I am starting to get it, which is good, and my driving instructor thinks I should be fine, so no more driving lessons for me unless I decide I need some. Yay!

I must remember to set the video since I'm off to the ballet (for the first time ever) tomorrow night, out to a work dinner (at which I'm not going to eat) Friday night, and off to my best friend's for a weekend of Ewan McGregor. I'm going to listen to ISIHAC from bed now, I think, but first another Sex Tips for Girls extract:

How to flirt

Say, for example, you're at your typical cocktail party and a vision in a black fedora swims into your ken. Do not parade up to him and say 'Wanna get high?' Do not try to fell him with a flying tackle and drag him home. Do not propose marriage.

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