Sitting in the front upstairs seat of a coach, being driven away from That London. The driver seems to taking great delight in bullying black cabs who aren't going as fast as he thinks they should be.S
Well that's the more blunt way of putting it but as usual he's dead right.
I feel so drained in energy by my recent lurgy that I am sitting playing Sims 3 on my PC. it is the closest to actual brain death I can achieve.
Procrastinating
It doesn’t matter where you start. Just start.
Considering offering sexual favours to anyone who can find my missing memory stick.
Watching the BBC thing about polar bears and pmsl at the female seducing the male. Subtle, she isn't.
Running a bath, and trying to decide what to listen to while I'm in it.
He did, but they're not very relaxing-in-the-bath sort of choons.