I shoulda stayed home

[desperance]

I was late leaving the house this morning, on account of the imperative necessity of staying home to follow the cricket through to close of play (oh dear, those poor Australians - and that's even before we send them Jeannie...); and my neck's all sore and it hurt even when I was walking, which is normally curative; and the library is full of whisperers and foot-wagglers and pacers-about and I am getting nothing done tho' I'd had a good week up to now. I guess I haven't been feeling sufficiently sorry for myself. I shall make up for that this afternoon, and get all stressy about dinner and wish I was just lying on the sofa instead of dashing about'n'stuff.

...Ah, sod it. Work can wait; I'm going shopping.