There went Sunday

[desperance]

Well, I suppose you could call it a Sunday. I was up late, despite having gone to bed early; and I have written, oh, a paragraph. If you want to call it that. And work aside, I managed a whole shopping expedition, and, um, one load of laundry. And, ooh, I watched a movie. That's about it, I think. Oh, and I was sat on. A lot. That Barry is becoming such a lap-cat. And now I'm going to have a hot bath and go back to bed again. If I lie very still, I might even be lain on...

Oh, and it only struck me after dinner that I haven't had a drink today. I wonder if I'm ill?