Another day when I find it difficult to get out of bed. Perhaps tomorrow too, and then moving towards human status for next week, I don’t know.
Eventually I get in to Walker. There’s Maisying. And cake. Some of the cake is Chocolate brownies, which have chilli in them. I wonder if they were made by someone who’s not allowed chocolate themselves and is bitter about it.
Quite a sociable lunch in the fiction department. More sociable than the actual dining room, which has the kind of acoustic that you’d normall find in, say, a basilica, which makes conversation more difficult than it need be.
And more Maisying. Sorry if it’s repetitive for you. Imagine how it is for me.
Leave at about 19:30, getting home at about 20:00.
After some dithering we have instant ramen for dinner, with fresh topping, and quite nice.
The rest of the evening? Um. Stuff.