I'm not going to talk about the match against Blackburn.

The whole atmosphere at work has changed, though I'm not certain if that's the new year, it being nearly a month since the accident, or the roll out date approaching. It might be a combination of all three, really. Like I said, I dunno, and I must admit I've been distracted to the point of not caring to work it out. In fact, maybe it's that.

Now I'm not the sort who'll let things get in the way of work. I like to be responsible; it's why I'm capable of doing the sort of job most of what we might call your average person would find... let's say, dull. My job, by certain standards, is dull. (Although that's mostly to do with the lower level clearance I've got. I know for a fact some of the other engineers have got a generally more hands on to do, and you can only enjoy a graph for so long. Not that I'm complaining.)

But, point being: I have been seeing someone. I believe that's called "dating." We haven't said much about it, either of us, since we don't want to jinx anything -- we like each other very much, you see, an almost surprising amount, and there are other complications. But as I said, I've been a poor blogger before. Working on that. More disclosure and that.

I finished my reading, although the distractions made it slow going in the end. We eventually took turns reading it to each other (and that's "cooperation"), but that lasted only just a few sets of ten pages. It's true that it can be depressing for a children's book -- although I'm clearly not a child anymore. Still, I do remember crying when Hazel died when I was younger, and even then when that section of the book's clearly not meant to be so upsetting. I cried just the same.