It's a bad day already

I allowed myself a sleep in. Which went a bit overlong.

Mailboxes busy (not bad). Mailpuppy hung my browser on the first pass (bad). One mail is from a site in the States telling me they've added SAGA's (old) link to thier directory of US clubs. Lucky it was in my box, I feel no guilt about sending them a blistering email back about just plucking links from web directories like google without actually checking them, and the grammatical errors in their message ("your link were added" indeed>. I then checked the site - it indeed looks like they've used a bot to pull the links from the google directory - same descriptive text and everything. It also looks like the site may be worth linking to, it is pulling a lot of stuff into one place.

OTOH, another Chch events site has picked up BoD. (http://www.whatsonchristchurch.co.nz/).

The post reg booklets are ready on time, despite the printing place having a machine breakdown. I'll be going to see about stuffing envelopes now.

Cold. Cold.

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Cold.

Cold.

I don't hate the cold. I tolerate it. But I'm getting less tolerant in my old age. Not just of the cold.

The sleet has passed. It's still raining, cold rain, cold wind. I'm betting on more snow later, followed by a frost. The fire is going, but it's at the other end of the house.

Most of the pre-reg packs are posted. I have a few late ones to go - didn't have the addresses.

I should study. I'm feeling very unmotivated. I want to play Diablo II or Privateer. I want to kill stuff and take its stuff.

Failing that, I want company. I always find it easier to study if there is someone else there for company.

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"I just want someone, that I can talk to, I want you just the way you are."