Dear Diary,

 

I'm running late. I missed the gym today. I felt a bit sad about that, not least because I like being around people socially. I did make alternative use of the time. I practiced some mozart, sight read some beethoven, did some improvisation. I did some garden emailing - that is long overdue, and I am way behind on shit right now. I'll go with my mum to the birthday party. I don't even have time to catch up on the personal hygiene right now...I think I'll have to at least sponge bath my balls and armpits ...keep minimally hygienic. I have to say it's not the first time I've had to be that extreme. 

 

Anyway I've got a fuckload to do...and I'm working tomorrow

 

(life is great!)