So where are we?

Ah yes. Back at the factory of fun. Pretty nondescript really, although I've got another session on the Cushyjob van booked for tomorrow, walking about with boxes that go "beep beep beep beep", I've got to be on the other side of the water to do it. Never mind.

Thanks are due to Miss J and her most excellent partner for hospitality above and beyond the call of duty the other night; don't know why, I get the best sleep in the world up there. It's just possible that she may have deliberately gotten a house on a Ley Line; it may also be the gargantuan amount of wine and beer we drink every time I go up there. Maybe one day science will tell. Anyways up - I have some lovely friends in the world; glad you guys are among them.

Been doing a bit of socialising in the past day or so, some sensible, some extremely surreal. All socialising is good of course. Some is just madder than a box of frogs on LSD. Had gotten out of the going out habit before chrimbo. I'm rather glad to have rediscovered it. Have to see if I can get some of the southern posse up to this northern sweatpit of a town for beer and foolishness before the month is out and I'm crawling the wall again.