Such a tired boy

I had intended to do some modelling last night, as we know. Didn't. Buggered about with some photos for a bit, answered some mail, then got an early night. I refuse to believe that I'm still tired from the weekend. I'm not that sodding old yet!

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Some small socialising tonight. Popping round to see France (a person, not the country) and then maybe the sister, but I doubt the second one. Anyhoo, means I won't be getting home until a bit later. I've got that 'running away with me' feeling again. Like I'm never going to get a chance to sit still and file my head a bit. Ach - far better that the the other, as they say.

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Barely touched that, you know. Wee levels tweak, parsimonious hike on the saturation. Nice, eh? Got loads of Guisachan pics I hadn't put up. I think I need a 'queue' folder for those I want to upload. Or maybe I'll call it 'reserve' for when I ain't got nothing recent.

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Apathy, baby!

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Today's photo not mine.

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Nihil obstat,

C