I fear I don't deal too well with extensive planning these days, and that's something I need to work on and get back into. For the last fortnight I've rested to quell illnesses; that's what I usually do when I'm unwell. However, that doesn't make things very interesting for Jamie. I don't think watching me laze and procrastinate is an interesting way to spend a whole day.
Tomorrow I may meet
dogmeat if I can work out where I'm going to meet him, given I can't get a chat program working on this work PC. I don't believe either of us has a way to contact the other tomorrow - nor do I know a time he'll be in London - or even if he plans to get into London at all.Tomorrow I should call a doctor regarding this cough that starts up when I go outside; having an evening job means walking home late in colder conditions and I don't think that helps me.
A friend has walked in... I'm now listening to him talk about how someone pinned him down while his dad bit his neck, but in retaliation my friend was tweaking his dad's nipples with fury. I'm unable to do anything, except nod and smile
Time for actual work.
