Weekly wednesday weigh-in was worsened by weekend weakening of will. +1 giving us aggregate of -40 again. D'oh!
Then I spent a very long time in Index, surrounded by imbeciles. I'm not sure how long I spent there. Ironically, if they'd provided me with the stop watch at the beginning of my visit, I could have timed how long it took them to piss about. Add to that the moron Moldovan outside the shop murdering a strange tune from inside his head on his trumpet... well, my usually even temper was challenged.
Then I return to find out that, as far as judges were concerned, I spoke reasonably badly in debating on Saturday... but what do THEY know... okay, probably more than I do.
On the up side, tonight's debating should be a lot more fun.
And a quick haiku from the vault, in honour of last night.