time-zone confusion

I get up late, just before H leaves.

Thanks to time-zone confusion I think I’m very late leaving to go to Walker, then I realise I’m early, then, because I can’t find the access card, I’m late again.

When I get there, I find that the thing I’m there to do doesn’t currently exist, but other things do, so I begin to do them.

However, after lunch, I find that I’m falling asleep, so I come home early.

I really need to insist on at least one depressurisation day after courses.

At home, dither and wash clothes.

H gets home. We listen to the first disk of the new Kabusacki.

After dinner I go and play with Logic, opening loop-sketches I’ve done. One of them unexpectedly turns into a song.