Pepys rhymes with Sleeps

I can’t seem to stop eating cheap Thai food from the Grange for lunch, and I think it’s making my tummy rumbly. Bother. This morning I started thinking about Samuel Pepys, and what a champion blogger he might have been, if born in this digital age. He might even have given my ambitiously prolix friend […]

Goal Post-mortem

Re-reading naive and overambitious weekend goals, it hit me that I must imagine myself living in a state of suspended animation between tasks, wherein I never require sleep, food, or recuperation time from blinding headaches that hit me out of the blue. Which is not entirely accurate. Nonetheless, I managed to do the following: – […]