Southeastern Trains are enough to make angels fall from grace.
And, after this morning's fraud of a commute, I now have 3k exploring this theory instead of working on Disbodied V, or even the new and utterly inexplicable NaNo-ISaidNo!-WriMo project with the working title of: PSA.
(6 hours and 3k of sacriliage and nothing happened in quite the way it was supposed to.)
This is because I lack discipline in any way, shape or form.
Just saying.
Also on the subject:
Mornington Crescent: 1
Research: 0
Oh, I am so predictable that it hurts.
