A little less conversation...

And a little less thinking, worrying and being angry. After an explosive friday night, where too much repressed anger came kicking and screaming out, I've calmed a little (a lot). To say that I was monumentally unhappy at Omega and its organisers is a bit of an understatement. I've never sworn on a feedback form before, but a combination of disappointment, residual fury and beer is never going to be pretty. Anyway, the fury and alcohol burned me to a crisp, and I finally got some sleep. In fact, from an average of 3 hours sleep a night, friday I slept almost 12.

Saturday was full of thinking. Some good, some not so good, some largely indifferent. Oh, and there was a lot of bad TV too. Today has been bad TV, Talk Deviant on GSP, and is probably about to be topped with a little Godfather III. However, I think that some important decisions have been reached during this idleness, and the overall tenor is good. Let's just see if I can muster some self-discipline from somewhere.