Oh look, it's Monday again...

I got up at about nine, dithered a bit, had a cup of tea whilst reading about how the internet loves me, decided that, once again, the important shopping could wait, and promptly went and napped on the couch. This lethargy is, possibly, a little excessive. Maybe I should see someone about it. Maybe I should just take more naps. Another one now would be good.

I am now terribly worried that I will fall asleep during the play tonight and Bell Shakespeare will fall from the stage and attack me for my appalling manners. I’m sorry. Once again, it’s me, not you, you’re fucken awesome.