Just me, my new Black Sabbath CD, and the long, lonely drive to Linden to drop off my assignment. Well, it would've been lonely but for the stupid auntie who shot a red robot along Pendoring and almost took me out. And Ronwen wonders why I always slow down for green lights. I've lived in Joburg for too long, that's why.
Autumn is upon us. Windy as can be, blowing dry leaves and litter up and down the roads. Right now, I'm craving a cigarette or chocolate. I could do with both, dammit. Instead, I shall settle for tea & email, before trying to squeeze in a decent night's sleep. For a change.