Up again in the middle of the night

...and quite enjoying it. I think I've simply had enough sleep, or maybe it's the old hormones again, or whatever.

Today, no yesterday (very confusing), the workout at the gym was quite simply fantastic. IMO it was a combination of 1) new running shoes, 2) lots of vitamins and proteins for lunch, and 3) no sports on Monday. Wow. I felt like I had wings and ran for a full hour -- of course I was sweating like a horse, but I could have gone on for another hour I think.
Then I made a pea-sweet corn-Brussels sprouts cream soup for dinner, which was delicious. I know it sounds strange because of the sprouts, but you have to boil them separately from the rest and add them when they're done. Light, warm and filling -- just what one needs on a cold winter day.

I've been up since around 0.30 and am not feeling tired, so I'll allow myself a bit of comfort food for the mind and soul and re-read dickgloucester 's marvellous A Taxing Affair, or at least some of it.

Nighty-night!

Ficitional Fifteen (I'm a sheep)

The Rules:
Don't take too long to think about it.

Well, I didn't. Not really.

1. Mulan from Lin Yutang's "Bejing" (totally obscure, but surely the strongest influence)
2. Lord Peter Wimsey
3. Kara ben Nemsi
4. Winnetou
5. Hermione Granger
6. La Marquise de Merteuil from Dangerous Liaisons
7. Cordelia Vorkosigan
8. Lyra Belaqua
9. Londo Molari from Babylon 5
10. Kurt Wallander
11. Alice (Wonderland, Through the Looking Glass)
12. Henry V played by Kenneth Branagh
13. Roger & Mary from the movie Peter's Friends
14. Eleanor from Sense & Sensibility (the Ang Lee movie, not the book)
15. Harriet Vane (even thought naming two characters by the same author is probably a terrible infraction of the rules)


And a very short Mr H update:
Boss returned to work today and found a message from The Powers That Be Above Mr H. He told me he'd call The Powers back, and so I wrote Mr H a text message telling him to call boss ASAP if he thought boss could be of any help.
Mr H just called me to say thank you. And he repeated that he really is in dire need of friends right now.
Yes, I said, you need some influential friends now.
No, said Mr H. I mean real friends, to help me through this.
*cue my heart melting right at this point* (I'm effing pathetic)
Of course, I said. And you know that you may safely count me among your friends.
So dinner tomorrow night with Mr H, probably also with Pinar. (And now the punch line: when Pinar and I were having lunch last Saturday, she said in a very small voice that she really liked Mr H... Yes, dickgloucester , it's *way* better than The Archers)

Le Sigh.
He needs a friend. Either they need a friend, or a pal. Ber-loody effing hell.