I could go on forever.
It looks as if my get up and go has got up and gone. I've had a good look around the flat and can't find it anywhere... Well if truth be told I took a perfunctory peek around the room.
So I'm taking a book to the park to read, drink coffee and mutter to myself.
Just phoned Demetra and told her I wouldn't be going to the Voodoo talk tonight.
I am so knackered. I'd really like to crash out right now... but just know if I do I'll wake up at 2 or 3am.