i've got this lousy feeling that today's gonna be a very slow day.

and the case of disappearing stuff carried on.

first my helmet.

now this. my pt singlet and admit tee went missing. and i was only away for two hours.

now i really have to lock my cupboard every time i leave my bunk.

wet weather. but I'm pretty OK with that. as long as it doesn't rain when I'm driving later.
i have this sudden urge to pick up the guitar and start playing songs again. but somehow there is this ominous feeling about it.

and i am so proud of myself that i've managed to get the delivery date for the caterer to deliver the food correct.

i think i'm going back to bed.