It's been a little quiet round these parts of late. This is mainly due to the medication I'm on at the moment, which has the oh-so-amusing dual effect of making me so drowsy that I'm having trouble with the whole staying-awake part of daily activities, and at the same time making it impossible to actually fall asleep. This is, quite possibly, my definition of hell. Although hell would involve lots more irritating people, so I suppose I should downgrade it to torment and torture. Anyway.
In more cheering news, I have a day job. Phew! It's part-time, three and a half days a week, which is ideal for the writing time. It's also close to home, only about 3 km or so, so I'm toying with the idea of walking to and from work some days. This plan will very largely depend on weather, and the extent of morning sleep curtailment. And the fact that, if I don't drive the car at least every other day, the battery flattens. (Yes. Still.) Not great money, no; but it's a job I can leave behind me when I walk out the door, and that's something.