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Happy birthday, quoththeravyn!

Hedjog in a foggy daze

Good things:
Over 12 hours solid sleep on Tuesday night (wise decision to take the day off work).
Cold does seem to be significantly better as a result.

Less good things:
Appear to have lost one of the research-reading books I had with me on my travels.
Quite perchance - the theatre hadn't let us know - I discovered that the play for which we had tickets at the National for Saturday night has actually been taken off. I suppose the upside of this is that I did discover this before we turned up, and that they are refunding the money. But really.
Last night I slept very badly with, I suspect, the delayed reaction of hip to plane seat.

Ambiguous things:
I did get into work today, though not very early: I was all set up to go and stepped out of the door and it was chucking it down, which was just that straw too far for me, so I waited until it had eased.
Went to the yoga class, which has eased some of the aches, but I'm not sure I was in entirely fit shape.
Generally a bit dazed and slow and behind the beat.

Urrrh - wurble - wurble - urrrrh -

No conversation to be had here.

Take me out and shoot me now

Because I have been watching the first part of The Sex Researchers on Channel 4, and pretty much all the total bollox it can get in there, it gets in there.

The horror. The horror.

So very much Doin It Rong.