Next week
Off-sauce again until Friday.
I think I’ve got Sunday on, so Sat Catty is going to be awkward. However, might still be able to wangle.
The important one is Friday. If Chris is off, go and get drunk for once. Never fucking see people these days, not in a reasonably controlled atmosphere.
I should also really, really look into getting a routine exercise-wise, even if it’s lame to start with. Stick an album on, don’t move for an hour. Take it a week at a time.
This place needs gutted tomorrow again. Spotless. I can’t believe what it’s worked itself into in a week.
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