Date: 2008-11-02 11:52:02 Created: null
I spend my time before work reading and writing various random words. In a room that's almost, but not quite, completely unsuitable to have warm tea in. Outside it's closer to 30 degrees in the sun, and while my thermometer actually shows a lower temperature indoors I have said tea plus this scorching frying pan of a computer to heat me up. And to keep my brain going (probalby producing even more heat in the process) I have the The Salmon of Doubt for reading material. Few things seem as interesting as getting to snoop through Douglas Adams' hard drives and see what is to be found there, and this book is as close as I'm ever likely to get.
And then he took a short break to shovel the junk mail away from his doormat.