today: straight

So the new rule is, I do one bad thing and get three back in return? I suspect this may be because I dabbled with black magic in my youth.

I have trouble sleeping these days, which in fairness is more to do with the nightly street-parties involving the gurdwara next door than my troubled conscience. But it means that I wake up in the middle of the night, gaze around blearily, panic because I think my jacket is a murderer, and then go back to sleep whilst worrying about not getting up for work in time the next day.

But last night it was great, because I realised in the midst of my worry that today is SUNDAY! It was like getting an extra day, all to myself, to spend asleep.

Well, not asleep, because now I'm awake and getting ready to go to the gym, but I could have been asleep, if I hadn't eaten a tall frappuchino with cream, a sandwich, a brownie, two peanut butter cookies, some cheese and a bagel yesterday.