Can I just say I am having a dirty cow of a week. I would like to know what are you supposed to do when you feel ultra-stressed that doesn’t involve diving face-first into a vat of Smarties or buying stuff. I went out at lunch today and the brain was racing: CHOCOLATE no don’t need any more chocolate STUFF no don’t need any more stuff OK THEN WHAT ABOUT A MAGAZINE coz that’s not edible.
So I stood in the queue at Marks and Spencer and by the time it was my turn I realised the magazine was a bit shit. January issues of magazines are always so skimpy. Anyway, I skulked back to the office and wondered if my head would explode.
This never really gets any easier, does it? Stress is always going to come along and my reaction is always going to be: how can we instantly soothe this uncomfortable sensation? You can’t Take A Bubble Bath or Phone An Understanding Friend when you’re in the office at 3 o’clock in the afternoon.
In the end I went to the gym after work. Franz Ferdinand’s first album is like purpose-built interval training. So many handy changes of tempo! After 40 minutes of that I felt alright. Better-ish. It’s just annoying sometimes, how you never get to stop dealing with this stuff. It’s always there. Stress. The siren song of the vending machine.
. . .
DG: I can’t make up my miiiind!
Dr G: Well, you’re f*cked then.
DG: They’re all too goooood!
Dr G: That’s you being Australian with your egalitarian outlook.
I’ve been angsting for three hours and wanted to pick three Grand Prize winners for the Scavenger Hunt, but UN Ambassdor Gareth said that changing the rules would be unfair and devalue the competition. Then there’s that whole issue of not actually having three Grand Prizes.
It also would have been easier had I made the contest totally random, instead of 9/10ths random, and just said, "leave a comment if you want to win a book". That way maybe bazillions of people would have entered and I wouldn’t be feeling so angsty about the winner:non-winner ratio we have now.
But I wanted to have a contest with a bit more fun and interaction, and it’s been great to gawking at such imagination, humour and resourcefulness. THANK YOU for all your time and effort! If I had 35 copies I’d send you one each, honest guv.
But ten is all I quite literally have. It went down to the wire, but the Grand Prize goes to Anji of Operation 100. I loved her canine Elvis and her Greek Citizen yogurt. She showed great inventiveness and style and really got into the spirit things.
Next up, merciful RANDOMNESS! I wrote all remaining entry numbers on little squares of paper (as determined by order of receipt, see bedazzling official list) and chucked em in a Cadbury Roses tin then thoroughly shoogled it about. Gareth reached in and drew out nine numbers, while simultaneously watching a documentary about Pink Floyd. This is your guarantee that the numbers were not peeked at! Here’s what came out:
I’ll be contacting the winners soon to get your postal details sorted.
Be sure to check out the entry list to see just how good these entries were and how torturous my decision was 🙂 THANKS AGAIN everyone for playing along and hope you had a hoot!