Green fingers?

1) I bought some compost today; I'm going to try to grow a pepper.
2) In celebrity dream news, the pope was in my dream last night.
3) I worked for about 2 out of 5 hours at work today. But they wouldn't let us use the internet because they wanted the new people to concentrate. So Bored. I read the entire LRB from cover to cover and I'm excited about Don DeLillo's new book coming out in paperback. Why are there so many adverts for psychoanalysts in the LRB? There's one particular advert that has annoyed me for the last few issues, this is the text: "Experienced, Harvard-educated psychotherapist based in Harvard Square specialises in the predicaments, conflicts and neuroses of creative and metaphorically minded individuals, especially academics, writers and artists." Because the neuroses of everyone else don't make for entertaining enough dinner-party stories? And since when are academics creative?
4) I'm excited because I'm going to print out all of my thesis so far in the department tomorrow. It shall be immense and run to many pages and I shall hole-punch them all and put them in a folder and stroke them (before setting in with the red pen to do rewrites).
5) I can't stop listening to Elgar again. It's worse when I start humming along.
6) When my new housemate put this poster on her door I knew we would get along:

cat+knitwear=art

7) My old housemate came back and picked up the rest of her stuff and apologised and gave me a hug! Lucky I hadn't freecycled it (oops!). So she's forgiven and I feel a bit bad for bitching to everyone about it now. But now I have nothing to freecycle and I really want to!