I have had two - count 'em, TWO - ChocoEspressos at lunch today courtesy of Central Library and I'm actually starting to regret it. Whoa boy, my brain's going at a hundred miles an hour. I can't concentrate at all. Coffeecoffeecoffeecoffee!

What has led me to this state of caffeinated lunacy, you ask? It can only be one thing.

The Kelza has started writing again. And she's discovered that it's a Very Good Idea to do some during her lunch break, at Central Library, which is just about two stones throws away. I measured it today and that sounds just about right.

Last night, disturbed by the sweltering heat, I managed four pages. One before Top Gear, then another three between 9 and 11pm. This was with an approximately 200-word book review for work. I went to bed, as you do, wrote another page this morning, then two at lunch.

I feel like I can manage another hundred pages on this book easily before I burn out again. I must use all the energy I have, whether it be my own natural motivation or spurred on by the glorious coffeecoffeecoffeecoffee.

So! The weather! It's been fiendishly hot these past two days, but as I write it's starting to cool down again. According to the Metro (i.e. that there free newspaper I get on the bus every morning when all the copies haven't been pilfered) we're in for some severe weather later tonight, including thunder, large-sized hail, gales of up to 70mph or more and possibly tornadoes! Jolly good!

As most of you already know, I am a huge weather geek. News like the above sets most people worrying or panicking - as for me, I'm whipping out my camera and stationing myself on the roof. I love extreme weather.

God, I'm so caffeinated and hungry and tired that I keep hallucinating that people are texting me. Is that crazy? It probably is. It looks like my phone screen keeps lighting up. My phone's set to vibrate though so I'll know if anyone texts. Hopefully.

If I haven't gone crazy by that point.

The weather's been bi-polar all day. One minute sunny, glorious and warm, the next - piddling it down, thunder and lightning. And yet I don't have a migraine! Nor am I soaked, even though I've been out!

Yeah, I had a lucky escape. I went to TNG today to tie up some loose ends with timesheets and travel refunds; on the way, it started to rain just a bit. While I was in there, chucking it down. I didn't much fancy leaving at that point. When my business was done and I emerged, however... clear skies. Whew!

Then, an hour later, chucking it down once again. This time, it came with a pretty epic thunderstorm to boot. I couldn't believe it was raining so hard!

I got refunded £11.20, which means that I might be able to treat Jason to dinner later today when we hang out after work. It's his 21st birthday today and I owe him so much so why not? I'll make the offer, then when he refuses I'll shove the money into his hand and say 'TAKE IT, BITCH!' - problem solved!

He phoned me just then to confirm that we were still good for today, should he take a coat and so on. Is it just my imagination, or did he say 'I love you' before he hung up? He said something that I found totally incomprehensible... maybe I'm just hearing things. *bafflement*