Seems to be mostly a list of stupidity on reflection.

I didn't massively win today. That's all on that subject. But I did wear a hat and a shirt that does up with laces. It's not... very important. I seem to be writing about twenty-seven plays all at once and I don't know how that happened and it's slightly great, but also I'm very confused. There's a fair chance it'll end up as one massive and terrible play with twenty-seven disconnected plot strands. Never mind. I've had two things to drink today. Which is good. The last was six hours ago, which is kind of bad. I'm not thirsty. That bit of me doesn't work. I get thirsty maybe once a month, and it's very exciting and drinking things seems a good and pleasant thing to be doing, but the rest of the time it's just putting liquid into your throat when you have no great desire to do so though other than because it stops you being ill, and that's not a lot of fun. Sorry. I'm going to eat a proper meal today though (maybe). Yesterday I had a banana, half a jacket potato and a slice of pineapple. And a milkshake, which is a tolerable means of ingesting liquid. I'm sort of less than entirely great at being a responsible adult.

It's so weird having icons.

OH. ISIHAC's on tonight at 6.30pm, which is a thing I'd quite forgotten momentarily and now I've remembered. Which is good. Writing it here will hopefully prevent my forgetting it again in the next two hours, though 'tisn't a forgone conclusion.

Seems to be mostly a list of stupidity on reflection.

I didn't massively win today. That's all on that subject. But I did wear a hat and a shirt that does up with laces. It's not... very important. I seem to be writing about twenty-seven plays all at once and I don't know how that happened and it's slightly great, but also I'm very confused. There's a fair chance it'll end up as one massive and terrible play with twenty-seven disconnected plot strands. Never mind. I've had two things to drink today. Which is good. The last was six hours ago, which is kind of bad. I'm not thirsty. That bit of me doesn't work. I get thirsty maybe once a month, and it's very exciting and drinking things seems a good and pleasant thing to be doing, but the rest of the time it's just putting liquid into your throat when you have no great desire to do so though other than because it stops you being ill, and that's not a lot of fun. Sorry. I'm going to eat a proper meal today though (maybe). Yesterday I had a banana, half a jacket potato and a slice of pineapple. And a milkshake, which is a tolerable means of ingesting liquid. I'm sort of less than entirely great at being a responsible adult.

It's so weird having icons.

OH. ISIHAC's on tonight at 6.30pm, which is a thing I'd quite forgotten momentarily and now I've remembered. Which is good. Writing it here will hopefully prevent my forgetting it again in the next two hours, though 'tisn't a forgone conclusion.