Chocolate in the Autumn

So, things that happened since last time:

1. My paper on Hybridity was written, submitted and has been accepted.
2. The guy picked up the 'phone and texted.
3. The interview was conducted, transcribed and summarized.
4. Ricardo to made some sense.

Unfortunately I decided that the guy really wasn't worth the effort (what kind of guy dates women with any self respect when he's simply waiting to marry his currently absent ex?) and am waiting for him to arrange our second date so I can tell him it's a bad idea and see you around sometime.

Next, I'm sat here at work trying to understand Negri on Keynes and, naturally enough, reaching for the bar of Maribou chocolate in my desk drawer. As I munch slowly, I recall a conversation with my mother recently in which I bemoaned the lack of decent chocolate in Sweden. Alright, so there's expensive stuff at 30 Skr for perhaps 200g, but I'm a girl. Realistically I'd spend most of my wages to achieve that chocolate induced haze of contentment as often as I'd like.

She was joking that she'd send me a rescue package with some Cadburys' Milk chocolate. Just the bar. Oh God yes please.

In a slightly related story, Tescos have security tagged their Cadburys' stock. Well, if you must loot...

Right, back to work.

The colours here are lovely, hence the sparkly new and updated look to my blog!