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Meh. Someone wake me up, please. I woke up at quarter past seven with the alarm not going off, and sort of stared at the clock for at least three minutes before the meaning of the little hands sank in and I realised I had to get up. I don't like it when I unintentionally sleep in, even it's only twenty minutes. I wandered around in a daze, made more croissants because in some weird way they're easier than making toast, got coffee - and didn't wake up. The cat refused, pretty much, to let me clean her bowl, to the point of putting a paw on it to prevent me taking it away, so I had to put new food on top of the old. Can't be good for her... The bus was slow, the train delayed, and all in all I didn't get to work until 09:40. And now I have an awkward piece of code to work out, which needs doing by lunchtime. And even after coffee and more coffee, I'm not awake. I didn't sleep well - the cat came and pawed at me a few times, which she almost never did, and several times I woke up from dreams convinced that I was Robert Louis Stevenson, or a fish slice, or in Manchester. Ugh.

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Work are now providing medical insurance - I pay something like 30 euro a month, and VHI cover what seems like everything you might ever need, including GP visits, for both myself and Nina. Between this and the annual bus/train ticket for small money, I like this working thing.