Still not quite firing on all cylinders here. Thinking about doing lots of things. Not actually doing any of them.
Grandma still in hospital with massive headache. Nobody knows how many stitches she has, because the consultant says he lost count half way. Hoping she'll get out later this week.
Mostly I'm reading. I have many intelligent things to say about my reading. Not actually saying any of them.
I'm popping up randomly here and there on the blogosphere, but this is not the time to look out for me. I think Paca's Teddies will lynch me for a woeful performance in the quiz this month.
Well, if I've been up for two hours, it must be time to go back to bed now...