A day of absolute nothingness today. On the plus side, no unhealthy foods, no alcohol. On the down side, no socialising (apart from online and Stevie for 15 minutes before falling into a coma), no chores and no exercise (can't move from yesterday's football - there would be a macho boy photo of injury if my digital camera worked, but my computer refuses to recognise it any more. Which means no more Stevie's shelf episodes unless it gets sorted out...). You'd think doing so little would give me time to think, to create lush vistas of inspirational prolix for me to write about. But you'd be wrong.

Friday sees a potentially very interesting meeting regarding my current job. The best case scenario is really quite appealing, though I'm unlikely to know for a while what my role will be in any developments. Still, it's nice to even be involved. Watch this space!

And now, a picture of a kitten.

Ha. I bet you're still waiting for the cute ickle kitty to load, aran't ya? Bloody felines. Revenge *will* be mine, oh yes, it will be mine...