I have no specific memories of this day. I know I put some washing in the machine. I know that I did another day in the office. Er... that is all. No... wait... I got drunk for some reason. Ah yes. I'd taken the bus in because I knew I was going out after work. We then were treated to beers with the boss. This is a sort of out of office meeting where the beer loosens your tongue and you wildly theorise about what would make the world a better place.

I left in time to take my friend ex-collaborator and soon-to-be-ex-housemate out for a meal. We were celebrating his birthday, which was to happen the following day. We'd celebrated his birthday with a curry in the same part of town a year ago... in fact, it was a year ago that our collaboration was about to become a scary reality.

It was probably a good curry. Some people drink to forget, I forget why I drink.

At home, I nearly fell asleep on the phone and managed to get myself fully asleep quite quickly. Sleep was to be precious.