Diversions

I'm bored and simultaneously trying really hard to avoid any 'real' work. God, you should've seen the shit I was considering posting. I can't even explain it, 'cause it would just embarrass us all.

Not much going on the world of StrangeBird. A day off today gave me a chance to procrastinate some, and do a little powering up for my second half of the working week. I don't know what the war-zone is going to look like tomorrow, but I'm determined to do my best to keep the hell out of any shit that looks to be flying or hitting the fan.

I've hit a speed bump with the study recently, and it's making it difficult for me to summon the drive to push on and finish it. I just want it done.

My procedure has meant that I'm not allowed to go gyming until next week. It's driving me a little mad, and also making somewhat nervous and eager to see my darling Benchpress me NOW Boy. Now that the 'unnamed work colleague' is off my list, all my delusions and mislaid feelings must land squarely on the well defined shoulders of Benchpress me NOW Boy (oh, but what shoulders to land on!).

The thing with me is, at least I declare I am strange from the outset. I have no real misconceptions about being regular, embrace the inner freak I say.

SB xx