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Wow. I actually feel normal for the first time in years. Here’s to progress.

I’ve also gained a new appreciation for something I’d really always ignored. Who knows how 2001 could have been.

I haven’t had such a good Saturday in as long as I can remember. Here’s to the future.

I’ve got nothing to do for the rest of the night, a fridge full of Bud and some Sopranos to watch. Why not, eh. Anyway, I need some distraction for the quite bizarre level of incompetence which led to a burnt dinner, a melted grill pan handle and several tender fingers.

Off to Ayr tomorrow to see Sis away. Jealous doesn’t go near to the full story.

Fuck. Optimism back down to zero. On both counts. Still, fridge full of free beer. Might as well download some new American Dad to take my mind off it until I can get blotto on Friday and get it out of my system properly.

The bounce is back. Who knows what possibilities lie ahead this week. For now, Kanye, Tony and a wee bit of Johnnie.^[1]

1. well, Grouse. ↩