Slept 6 hrs and woke to work. Actually I didn't realise the time till I saw Dave online and told him, and he msg'd "9am on a sunday?". Hmm, yeah.

Meanwhile in our parallel line universes, "benevolent" is the strange word used on you and I separately on the same day. I think you've been abducted by aliens, but evidently they grant you internet access. Interception seems impossible but I guess it doesn't matter anymore.

Today I just hope to wrap up work, read newspapers, buy a CD or 2, pick up concert tickets, and watch a film in that order. Better start soon shouldn't I?