groan

i wasnt feeling well yesterday when i woke up. i had had a late night the evening before, trying to write the acknowledgements for my book (which is apparently off to press on monday) and i had some uni-related stuff as well. so i woke up with a headache and a sore throat. but this would have been fine had it not been for the postman. he came to deliver a package for our neighbours, an enormous package apparently filled with food from someones mother back in italy. the package was large and heavy, and i had difficulty grabbing onto it, so razvan came out to help me with it. and of course, at that moment there was a huge gust of wind which slammed the door shut, leaving razvan and i on the street. he was in jeans and socks, i had on my pyjamas. we spent the next few hours trying to think of ways to get in. the fire brigade doesnt deal with these things, we established, and neither do the police. the neighbours in the tyre shop suggest we try to break the door down, but neither of us was strong enough for that. next we tried unscrewing all the bolts in the door frame with the hope of being able to get to the lock that way. no luck. finnally a lady came from the council who had the number of someone who had the number of our landlady. but the landlady said she was 2 hours away....all of this and i had to go to work! in the end, i borrowed a leather jacket and dodgy trainers and some trousers from the italiand (who eventually showed up) and ran to work like that.....and now i feel like crap. i went to the doctor this morning who diagnosed an infected throat. rrrrrrrrr....