more work, less play, sorta

A combination of waidesworld paying me a visit (see: pubs, drunken Irish), sorting out commuting to and from the new job, and general lack of sleep due to the body clock being on Unemployed Bum time means I've not been out running in about two weeks. No matter how badly this shames me, it still doesn't motivate me to get up and out after 9pm to rectify it.

Maybe tomorrow night.

Maybe next week.

as mentioned yesterday

strike season continues. Now we need a postal strike to make it official.