Arrrggghhh

I had one of those weekends. House in chaos, everything smelling of white spirit, computer monitor not attached to computer, kettle on the stairs while the kitchen floor dries.

Got fed last night by some good, good people, but this did involve some strange Peruvian spirit, and though I skipped home I fear it was not the most sensible start to the week.

And today I have only one really important thing to do but I cannot get my head round it. I feel like I have a touch of Durkheim's anomie.

Or, as Bruce Springsteen put it, I might take a wrong turn and just keep going.

It'll be all right soon, probably.

joella