Damn, drat and blast. Not to mention >yawn

[caddyman]

Could I sleep properly last night? No, I could not. I think I must have dozed since it wasn't one of those really boring, frustrating lie-on-your-back-and-stare-at-the-ceiling nights, but it certainly was one of those look-at-the-clock-every-hour affairs.

Of course, right now it means I could sleep until Christmas, but of course that's not much of an option is it?

I am meeting wallabok (he who never writes in his journal) and romney (he who rarely writes in his journal) for a pint at the club tonight. I doubt I'll stay too late; just enough alcohol to ensure a good night's kip, I think.

Ooo... another jaw-cracking yawn. Lovely.