The 1st of May. Really tired, because I had another bad night, and this time I can't blame our dinner. I had a dream that when trying to avoid a film festival of filth, I experienced aftershocks from the earthquake, meaning I scrambled up a cliff which led to an industrial farm where the government had been turning the people born infertile into mulch to feed the rest of us. It took me quite some time to get back to sleep after that.

Kate came to flush my line this morning and it behaved which was pleasing, and later on, the marmalade hamper arrived! Very exciting. Having extracted the goodies from all the straw, there was a marmalade pot, a Dundee cake with marmalade, some chocolate and orange afternoon tea biscuits, some English breakfast tea, and three different kinds of marmalade! For lunch I just wanted toast to test each type, but alas we had no bread.

This afternoon, I have made the body of an alpaca called Seamus, and now this evening I'm just really tired. I would very much like a decent sleep with nice dreams.

The 2nd of May.

Ahh double Zopiclone sleep is so good. Drugs are great. I got up at nine-ish, and while I was having breakfast, Becky came over, as if she had sensed the kettle boiling. We talked mainly about the wedding (so exciting now!) and she may have gallstones which is really not fun for her. I am hoping she is able to have them dealt with before she has to experience the opiate-necessitating pain.

Having read most of the paper and had my lunch, it was gym time. I did some rowing today! 500m in 4 1/2 minutes on the easiest setting which I am sure is crap compared to fit people but I am not fit people so I'm pleased. No one especially interesting there today, just near the end, four girls came in who a) obviously had no idea what they were doing and b) one had sprayed herself with WAY too much deodorant which nearly choked me, but thankfully she didn't stay too long in my vicinity.

Then I came home to WALL-E on TV! Such fun, I do adore it. Even if it makes me a tiny bit lovesick.