Run-Down and Drowsy, the forgotten two Dwarfs

Swimming helped: headache's gone. Small favours. Cat's still outside, cat food sits there untouched. I do wonder if he gets his nibbles somewhere else, he's been off his food for the past three days. Tired now. Sip of wine; hopefully there's something on TV. A book might be a good alternative, it's been some time since I read for fun. But I think I will fall asleep to anything, as long as it takes my mind off things. I shall sleep until the cat jumps in through the open window, dropping to the floor like a ripe fruit, then jumping onto the bed to settle on the duvet in the crook of my knees. I love cats.

Just got a mail from G, our band's singer. He'll be on night shift until the middle of March. Meaning the rehearsals will be one man short until then, and the bass player will probably be pissed off. Hooray. Oh well, maybe this way we'll get to play some new instrumentals. I need to practice more, beginning tomorrow.

It's always tomorrow, isn't it?

Good night.