Jill

Must admit they're lacking a bit - get some calf raises done, Stevie.

They're still growing, I'm off to amend my height in the other thread to 5'10".

I occasionally have a few days growth at this time of year, I need the extra warmth.

Just wear what you find comfortable. I prefer long pants because lasses shorts never have pockets for phone/locker key etc, it means I have to be less concerned about how hairy my legs are, and I go straight home afterwards and it's pissing freezing to have shorts on outside.

Joggers, unless you have nice legs.

Be at the Weigh House for 8.30 on Thursday morning, which is when I do my usual weigh in, and I'll let them know how you get on. I went for a bit of a stroll this morning and ended up doing 8.3 miles. Lovely day for it though, listened to a few podcasts on the way.

I know loads of people who've done it. Sounds basically 'insane', funnily enough.

Great, thanks. I'll keep working my way through it.

Anyone watched a French show, Spirals? Or Engrenages, if you prefer. It's a police drama. I watched the first episode on Netflix last night, seemed alright but I seem to be starting on so many different series lately that I don't know whether it's worth including yet another.

Aye, I like that.

I know a few people who've tried them, both ended up shoving them away in a corner after no more than 2 uses. Rubbish.

Managed to trim my presents (to & from) down to 4 this year: mam, mam's partner, gran & auntie. Should be achievable for buying - already started on my mam's presents - and I've just asked for money in return to spend on holiday.

Whatever's on offer.

Picking a password that has to have a capital letter, a number, be a certain length, not one you've used before, etc etc. Just let me pick a shit one, at least I might remember it and not have to reset the fucking thing every time!

Bugger off. I always thought I'd grow up and start liking either tea or coffee but it just hasn't happened yet.

I can't bear tea. I'm no great lover of coffee either but I could drink a cup if it's packed full of cream and sugar. I'm drinking hot blackcurrant juice on arrival at work at the minute, to get the feeling back into my fingers.

My sister found this utter monstrosity tonight. So many things wrong with it. I have no idea what is going on. I think the parrot may be dead.

I was certainly thankful I wasn't suffering too much of a hangover.

I'm going back to Berlin in February, to another Hertha game.

Into the Wild - canny, but the bloke came across as a right twat Requim for a Dream - very powerful, I'm pleased I finally got round to watching it Into Thin Air: Death on Everest - I'd seen it before, but many years ago, still decent

Waking up and thinking it's the middle of the night and then hearing the heating kicking in and realising it's actually 6am already.

I'm attempting to go as long as possible this year without having to see any Christmas adverts. I rarely watch live TV and fast forward through the adverts on anything recorded so I'm reasonably confident. I die a bit inside everyone someone celebrates because they've seen a certain advert.

When going through a series of blood tests a month or two back I had myself diagnosed with all sorts of chronic conditions. All was fine, but I'd even psyched myself up for reacting to some bad news.

I liked the zoo, we didn't know the panda had died though.

21.5% body fat today, according to my slightly random scales. Level 2 visceral fat, BMI 19.0. I suppose that's acceptable before I ruin it all with a day of cider.