..,insane in the membrane, crazy insane, got no brain'
Today's post will be the shortest yet, on account of the fact that I am trying to attain a zen-like status of supreme calm and coolness. So (delivered in a very measured, zen-like fashion) things that have been occupying my brain today are:
1. The 7,892,381 facts I need to remember for my Chartered Institute of Marketing Diploma exam tomorrow morning. I have spent today on study leave and have had my nose in books for most of it (when I haven't been clearing up the flood caused by the leaking washing machine). I have attempted to absorb as much as possible through the medium of memory, but also gave sniffing, touching and licking the books a go to see if I could cram any in those ways. Right now, my brain feels like a house of cards - so full of models, strategies and positions (behave) that each new thing absorbed could bring the whole thing crashing down, leaving me with an empty noggin in the morning. Wish me luck!
2. The flat I saw. Do I like it, do I not? Should I put an offer in, should I not? Have I seen enough flats to make an informed choice? Am I doing the right thing? Am I rushing into things too quickly? What if I don't like it? Can I afford it? Will I end up in a skip in Cumbria? Think I need a good slap.
3. Anger. I shan't go into details, but today a straw broke this particular camel's back. As a result I am very, very, very angry...nay, seething. Maybe it's all the facts I've been wedging into my little brain, but that little box in the very corner of my cerebellum in which I've been storing stuff this past three months and which was carefully labelled 'archive, do not open until 2016' has been forced open today. If I were Russell Crowe I'd probably utter the words 'on my command, unleash hell'; however I am better than that (no offence, Russell), so instead rather than go for the all out assault which only leads to the unnecessary spilling of blood, I'll do what the Dalai Lama would do in this situation; namely have a large glass of wine, slam a couple of drawers and watch some Miranda.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I can feel 'the function of a distribution channel' running down my nose.
Toodle pip
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