scattered.
The house smells of metho this morning as Mr M cleans furiously.
I had a great dance last night.
I really could do with more sleep.
My head is ticking furiously over possible negotiations for next weekend.
I'm missing a judge for my young writers award at work.
Careless of me, I know.
It's going to be an interesting week.
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