Lazy

I finally managed to get some work done. I stayed in my office till ten, by which time I'd done a bit of work, started my first 'real' article for Wessex Scene, played with my website and pissed about. Lots. I got home, and Andy called around 1120 to say goodnight. It made me feel a whole lot better.

I still couldn't get out of bed. I woke up at 8, and actually felt ok, but I went back to sleep until 9. I couldn't make myself go for a run, which sucks because the race is on sunday. I am really tired today, and feel kindof heavy. Hopefully i can go climbing wiht my office mate and her friends tonight, and that will distract me. My back really hurts- I'd forgotten that climbing aggavates it, its been pain-free for ages. I'm just so tired and fed up, and I have a headache.... but I'll stop whinging now... Andy phoned, and I have loads of fun ideas for a science competition I'm thinking about entering...I definately feel better than yesterday, and that can only be a good thing.