More twiddling with the guitar, then in the afternoon I go to the gym. I think I overdo it a bit – I certainly feel the warm glow of having overdone it. It’s nice to do the hot room thing again, although I have to share it with some sweaty men. I realise that this oughtn’t to be surprising, seeing as how it’s a sauna, but it hardly improves my enjoyment quotient.
I have to have a lie down when I get home, anyway.
In the evening to Joan’s, where I chat to herself and David S and Alastair and Lifer about things. I go off at tangents about coding. I should keep that up. People love sparkling repartee about computer languages, I can tell.
(note the irony)