Theory. Man is sentient because cooked meats have altered proteins which had an unexpected side effect 500,000 years ago. Proof: vegetarians. Theory. God is imaginary because man has an imagination and fear of the unknown and is ultimately a herd animal that wants to be absolved responsibility for his own life Proof: the army I am bored. I need something interesting to do that isn’t just work and/or bars. I have things I need to do, like this thing and other things, but I just can’t get my head around doing any of them at the moment on account of the terrible amount of work I have to do. I should really break it down I think and do a bit at a time, but at the moment it’s this huge insurmountable lump in front of me. XXLd at the weekend, was a weird night with everyone having more fun than me and me just wanting to get drunk. Damn weirdnesses. Family are being all strange at me, not sure if I should be involved or not, maybe I’ll chat to mother and see what she thinks. Orange’s limited time offers stuff got horrendously complicated too, making my brain hurt a bit. I’m still not convinced I’ve done it the right way, but at least it’s maintainable for now. Sunin was here for the weekend, amongst other things we discovered that almost the entirety of West Ham’s supporters are fucking hideous and that driving through West Ham when they’re all leaving Upton Park is probably a mistake. Not a single one of them looked anything like Charlie Hunnam and we saw no fighting at all on Green Street. Bah. Delivered plasma panel and DVD player and surround system to Owen — he’s buggered off to Wales as his Nain is ill Disconnections. Confusement. I feel set adrift and I need a rudder. Maybe I should come up with even more clichés? Mind you, I’ve not cycled since Friday, that might account for feelings of general crapness. Still need to get a new front brake — not really up for carefully cycling through fog when unable to stop correctly. Need to do some more photography. Where can I buy carved wooden bowls from?