Groo

Sorts It Out came round last night and it was great to see her, but apart from that, I am utterly shattered, my neck hurts, I have to do something I want to avoid and can't, my mind is still chewing over a revelation or two from Saturday night (pointlessly, as there is bugger all I can do about it)and the piece I am writing is crap. I don't even know what's driving me to write it. It needs editing, probably with a pickaxe.

I think it's safe to say the week has hit me.