Currently am meant to be doing work that we were given yesterday, that we were made to wait over lunch for. Vair irritating.
Am watching Jane write her blog, and am tempted just to put what she's putting to weird her out. Nah, I'll pass
am leaning on my coat on the radiator, and I think it's burning, but can't really be arsed to move.
Actually, I think I'll have to.
back to pretending to do work