And very over.

My oversleeping is becoming institutionalised. And very over.

I do get to work, though.

Slightly more fragmented day, cleaning up bits and pieces.

There’s cake and so forth towards the end of the day, and I think everything gets done that needs to get done.

I leave with requests for stuff from Japan.

Home.

Get pizza from downstairs, drink a beer and chat to Tony and James M from upstairs as I’m waiting.

Pizza and wine and television, then.

Oh, and trying to tame the htaccess strangeness. I don’t understand.