Slept 4 hours or so on the plane. Landed at noon. Napped from 3:30 to 6:30 Bed at 10. Awake at one. (Poor Stu was getting up to sleep on the sofa because I was snoring. We had a 30 second, I’ll go, No, I’ll go discussion which I won.) I took an Advil PM and am drinking chamomile tea whilst on the Internets looking for the meaning of life or a good diet. Rather glad I am working from home tomorrow. I mean today. Later. When that big glowy warm ball thing is in the sky.
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Not that I think that anyone would be silly enough to steal my ramblings, but in case you may be thinking about it. . . the very act of my writing this means that I own the copyright. Really. Look it up.
So, please don't plagiarize. It just ain't cool. And what I say just isn't that interesting. Trust me. Most of my friends don't even read this.
That being said, I do subscribe to the T.S. Eliot philosophy of "Immature poets borrow, mature poets steal." There is a difference between Stealing and stealing. . . This is not to say that I am mature. If anything. . . I'm rambling aren't I? That's what I do. I ramble. So, yeah. I'll shut up now.
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