Work has been pretty relaxing lately and that's pretty worrying. I don't know if it's the calm before the storm but I'm certainly cautious.

Haven't gone out in a while. A month, to be exact. It's not like I've been anti-social or anything. I guess I just lost the groove. A bit like Austin Powers losing his mojo. Or maybe not. I miss it a little I think. I mean, I could do without the smoke and the resultant eyebags/bad skin, but I do miss the chilling out.

I think I've become a boring old hag. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go down to the community centre to play bingo with the other old hags.