h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Traditional, or accepted, Mondayitis was compounded for me today by an unaccustomed housewarming party on Saturday night. Great party, but I think I had a total of about four hours' kip that night, undertaken mostly on the floor of the new house while the party raged on around, over and on top of me. The worst part of kipping during a party, I discovered, was that when you wake up, revitalised and ready to go, everybody else is on the verge of falling asleep and very, very disoriented. I watched the sun rise, and wished that it was me who owned the house, which was fantastic. I was three hours late getting to work today, following a 35km ride - to work off some of the drunkenness (anyone understand the inherent contradiction of 'post-drunken rationalisation'...?) - yesterday.

I think I've decided that I want to be an editor, properly. I want to be paid for writing and helping other people write, as well as to make use of the incredibly extensive information skills I have available to me. I want to learn about web programming. I also want to write about some things which are important to me. I also want to move domicile, again. I am only at the beginning of planning to achieve these things, but the desire is there.

Weather is fine, blue sky, light cloud. The heavier cloud and sky are holding themselves in reserve for later in the week, but the high pressure cell over this part of the country may yet see a fine week, anyway.

"Next we were movin' on..."