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Tchoosday

Today is a day full of meetings that I don't really want to go to. I'm considering developing a midweek cold to reduce meeting load and length: "See, I'm all sniffy. If you make me stay here, you will also become sniffy."

I need to get motivated and do some stuff. Unfortunately only a small part of my brain is organised enough to realise that. The rest of my brain is either singing softly to itself about roosters or running around in circles going "whoo! whoo! whoo!"

I wish I lived in Amsterdam. Or Jamaica. Amsterdam for preference. Good art, good weed, good people; all I need.