Recovering...

I passed a very pleasant night in the Marykirk hotel last night - good food, good drink and good banter. I just wish I hadnt switched to Jager and redbull.

Mind you, it gave me the excuse to stay in bed for six glorious hours today and finish the last of the Steig Larsson books. 

I really couldnt start anything else this weekend before doing that.

Sometimes its just good to spend a day in bed, doing absolutely nothing of note. Slacktivism at its best.