I've gone and forgotten to update for a moderate amount of time. Oh gracious, my internet diary is all out of kilter.
Last Synth was good again, full of dancing and glowsticky girls and bumping into people I'd met in Cheltenham at Judder (mentioning Ruth just because she said I would forget her name) and interesting personal chats.
Saturday was spent in a chair, and Sunday was spent on the train. Definitely overfulfilled the 'sitting' quota for those two days.
Wednesday evening I met up with
ruined_angels in Farnborough, where we went to a pub and then spent a long while at a train station and still missed a train. It was well worth it.
Weekend just gone I met new people in Croydon and was driven approximately 400 miles for lunch, which still confuses me. I also took pictures of small kittens and fat cats.
And now it's a weekday again, which happens far too frequently. I wonder how massively different all of society would be if we had four days on, three days off worldwide...