I managed to cancel my meeting at YLE, or rather, reschedule it for tomorrow instead. So I sat in the sun with Sture and Lis-Len, had a chocolate, sat in the sun, killed two wasps. Came home. Passed out. On couch.
Then I made some food, worked some while watching Weeds. Great series. Now Kirstie Alley is making a fool of herself on Fat Actress and I blush and decide never to watch it again. It is hard to see your old favourites falling from grace.
And now I will sleep. To prepare from my busy tomorrow. Yi-haa.