What better way to start a day at the office than a hot cup of coffee? The first one out of the 3 that brighten corporate activities. No wonder that by the time they kick in, somewhere in the afternoon, I turn into Speedy Gonzales. A hot cup of coffee works wonders after being caught in the annoying drizzle outside, that now flies horizontally between the office buildings, after coming to work with a tram slower than a snail and more packed than a can of sardines. Thankfully books and ipods exist so don’t mind if I ignore you while I do my reading and listen to my music. The only problem is that this morning I got to a certain page in my book where, after reading it and turning it I woke up in the middle of a totally different story though the pages were consecutive. Thank you publishers!!!

Otherwise, the tennis season is almost over, a few more matches in the WTF (has anybody noticed that this time the ATP actually paid more attention to doubles and that the most spectacular points came from these matches? This should happen more often!!!), the Davis Cup Final next week-end (Allez!) and then a long break during which I am going to drown my sorrow in ski jumping.

This week I watched a table full of changing numbers, they go up to 40 just to come back to 0, sometimes they go to 7, sometimes they stop at 6, first one to 10 wins. Should take someone’s advice and have a shot of whiskey after the matches, to calm down… It’s frustrating not to know what’s going on but live streams don’t mix up with office hours so I am watching evening sessions only.

Otherwise, the cat that temporary occupies my home is so spoiled that she wants to cuddle in the middle of the night. So I thought that maybe if I turn on one side she would get off me and go sleep somewhere else. Apparently she has no problem sleeping on top of my felt side with her head on my shoulder and spread out to my hip. That when she is not taking over my pillow. No wonder I need 3 cups of coffee to get me through the day!