Thwarted

That cusp I mentioned, I came out on the wrong side of it. So it goes.

And not entirely unconnected with that, I need to get drunk. I need an evening of loss of control.

Tonight is out because I need to be up at daft o'clock to go to Bexhill to see a movie.

Saturday night is out because I'm out watching, well, not stand up, but comedy, and might not be able to start until 10.30.

Sunday night is out because I'll need to be compost mentis on Monday.

Monday night is out because I have Tuesday off and probably will head up to London.

Tuesday is possible, but depends on when I'm back, and it is an odd night to drink.


When did being irresponsible get so difficult?

Thwarted II - Or Plan D from Outer Kent

There had been a plan for a two-pronged expotite on Maidstone, but that's been postponed for logistics reasons, so I thought, good, I can stay at home and watch season two of Survivors and write. So far today has been noticeable for the failure to do so.

Now I find I need a) a copy of Camera Lucida and b) to order stuff from Amazon which results in a need to go to the library and find wifi. It further occurs to me that I could buy the things that I need from town whilst I'm there. And this occurred just before I bought disinfectant in the corner shop - disinfectant I had anticipated buying in Morrisons after Plan C's visit to Staples, a visit shelved after a realisation I don't need to stuff from Staples right now. So library and wifi and shop and home - or library and Bux's wifi and shop and home - or library and wifi and shop and Rymans and Nerd and reading Memoirs of a Survivor and home.

Plans are multiplying.

None of them seem to involve watching season two of Survivors...