Weapons of Mass Distraction

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This afternoon, I have been mostly...

Lying in bed feeling exhausted, bitchy and smelly, putting off having a bath because it's such hard work, and feeling guilty for not going to dancing class with Rob and Mike. Class starts in 30 minutes; I could still get there, if I jumped into the bath now now now.

But no. Yuck.

Meanwhile, I have once again been playing with my LJ layout. I've taken all the colours away to stop myself from getting distracted by them, and added links to a bunch of other things; finally I realised that no-one else would be the least bit interested in my style and I could hardcode a bunch of nonvariables into it in perfect propriety. And proprietory. I can't pronounce either one today.

I feel marginally better about work, and inordinately proud of my seating plan, and very tired.