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Oh, dear

February 3, 2021

Slippage on day two isn’t great, but what are you gonna do?

After producing not one, but two posts yesterday (that has to count for something, right?), I got distracted. Went on to the Guardian site to read, amongst other things, about the tragically predictable death of Captain Tom Moore, who inspired not just Britain, but most of the world with his fundraising efforts for the NHS. Then there was the story of Alexei Navalnay’s sentencing. Two years and eight months for failing to report in regularly with the Moscow police while he was in Germany fighting for his life after a state-sponsored assassination attempt. You really could not make it up. Outrage from the White House was a nice change after four years of silence from the Wankmaggot. Which reminded me that I had not yet read an article about Russian cultivation of the Wankmaggot going back 40 years to the Soviet era.

After that, time for Duolingo homework and then it should have been time to get into the reading chair with Obama, but there it was: that feeling, that knot in the stomach, my body and brain fighting one another over the urge for “just one” game of spider solitaire. No, no, no, I told myself, but I simply could not shift from the chair. Okay, I’ll give myself something, just not stupid fucking spider solitaire. Went to the Guardiancrossword section and spent at least an hour (probably closer to two) doing crosswords. Time wasted? Yes, possibly, but at least it wasn’t SFSS. Day three and so far I’m still clean.

Errands to run, wood to chop. After dinner I settled down on the sofa and switched on the television. A skim through saved items on the PVR reminded me that I still hadn’t watched Lady Bird. Seemed like a good time. If you haven’t seen this delightful coming of age film, I highly recommend it (as did the Guardian when it was released). Hardly surprising that both Saoirse Ronan and Laurie Metcalf were nominated for multiple awards.

Ten o’clock. A bit too early for bed. Maybe switch over to Netflix and watch the first episode of the fifth season of Peaky Blinders before retiring to bed with Obama? Yes, that was a good idea. Oh, actually, no it wasn’t. Stayed on the sofa until four in the morning watching the whole thing, although I fell asleep halfway through the final episode, so will have to watch that again.

Slippage. Oh, dear.

Slept until noon, then up to start writing this mea culpa. A walk with Georgie (oh, and Joe) at 2pm and I still haven’t had breakfast, fed the jays (who are outside complaining) or done my Duolingo, so this is your lot for today. At least there are lots of links to click on and read.

Must try harder.

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