Thursday evening

Good afternoon.
Well I slept eventually last night, woke at a reasonable hour.

Today I tidied up, myself, my room, my things. Showered, ate, had a walk, did some shopping.
This afternoon at my friends' house, I am in the norty corner because I accidentally broke the little toy golfer in the golf game, he needs plastic surgery now.
I must remember washing and watering.

Some people have suggested I go into a Christian community, but considering my background, I would only become distressed if I did.
And the record the diocese have branded me with would mean no community will ever accept me, just as no employer and no university and most areas of society outside the underworld I am forced to live in ever will.