ergh so tired. had a dream someone stole my bike. haven't checked yet. again, there's nothing for breakfast, so i'm having a cup of tea and an iron tablet.
going to see a flat later. how long do you reckon i can sleep on a futon for before i'm gonna have to buy a bed or cripple my back for life?
so yeah, happy monday, share weekend stories here and how great it is to be back at work earning an honest living. or whatever.