A note on life, despite mono-tired hands and head.

Okie-dokie, now that I have convinced you all that I had mono (very believable lying ability) I shall progress to write a blog.
We have the best flat to exist as far as we know; and might I add, we know quite a lot really so we must be right. In addition to our flat (will post pictures soon) I have found myself quite the job if I may say so myself. It's great money and raises awarness about various charities and helps thousands of people in need on a daily basis. -feeling good about this one-.
So, I have completely developed my Irish accent, despite the fact that we are in Edinburgh. Very annoying/embarrasing for Emily I think, but sadly it has seemed to become my inner voice and is an unescapable condition that I fear I will be faced with for some time. Sorry Em!
hmmm, what next...
Today the sun is shinning yet again. Emily and I are spending a huge amount of time on our computers in our conveniently located wi-fi cafe, which if you ask me, is the perfect way to climb Arthur's seat (as initially planned). It is such a beautiful view from this black leather chair and my laptop is keeping my legs warm which is a lovely little addition to our hike. I'm almost breaking a sweat.
Later this evenning Emily and I are having our first pot-luck which we are quite excited about really. I foresee a happy night ahead. I must note as well...I am still true to my somewhat obsessive side ...I worry "I hope the pasta people use whole wheat instead of white...What if they don't? Is it rude not to eat it, or should I just put piles of food on my plate in attempt to tricking them into not noticing that I resisted their deliciously evil dish of simple carbs?"
There we go. I admit that this seems like a silly type of thing to be brewing about, but that's just the way it is and I've accepted this and my Irish-inner-voice-condition as part of my identity. I fear that this lassie will never change.
Lots of love to everyone and I miss you all loads.
...I should really get some rest though, before my hands start to cramp up.
Curry potatos and Salad here we come.