Notification of downtime

I've started four entries about different things and can't finish any of them. I'm restless to the point that I can't even listen to a whole album (yep, it's that bad!) and I have fifty-twelve things buzzing round my head at any given time. The one thing I managed to start and complete today was a quick mail to an online friend. Nngg! I hate it, I desperately need to clear my head out. It's time for *insert drumroll here* an Angieplan.

I'm training tonight which will leave me bodily exhausted and therefore physically able to sit down for more than three minutes. The Angieplan is to use this time to watch Imagine with a brandy or two to loosen the knots in my thoughts then thcweam and thcweam and thcweam until I'm thick. Well, obviously I won't actually be screaming cos I'd wake the kids and I very rarely vomit - but I will be typing till my mind is all emptied out and my fingers are fatigued.

Just thought I'd warn you.