my brain sucked out by the Evil Tube

It’s all a bit of a blur, I’m afraid. What do i do? I can’t remember. Sadly I appear to have turned into a television watcher again, so a lot of time is spent having my brain sucked out by the Evil Tube. I attempt some tidying, which doesn’t actually succeed in tidying anything but does organise the mess into piles of some kind. And I make space on the sofa so that I might more easily do nothing.

And nothing is precisely what I do (please note that I’m in a guilt-fear-denial spiral re the accounts, which always adds a bit of fun to the process).