I continue with feeling somewhat below par. Since this is a return-to-work day, though, I do some of the Secret Project.
I do not do the Jazz Jam, on the grounds that I feel like having a day off. Anyway, I’m not sure that I can deal with the complications (like having to negotiate with the ringer. I don’t think I could negotiate with anyone). A cut down version of Excel came with the new Palm, and I’ve starte using it to keep track of everything I eat and buy. Not that I’ve bought anything today, preferring to lie on the sofa when I’m not secretly projecting, but it was very interesting to see what I would have eaten were it not for the fact that I would have had to write it down and then later justify to myself the eating of, say, three King-size Mars bars.