Yawning.

So, I got up early on Saturday to go to Aye Wright.

I got stopped by a man who said "Blue!" to me. It was so out of the blue that I stopped, he then asked me my name, which I dutifully answered. Then he asked me if I wanted to sign up to Amnesty International. Now, I don't know anything about what that is, so I told him, no. All he said was "OK" before he jumped on the next unsuspecting victim, saying "Flowers!" in an upbeat kinda way.

When I got to the Mitchell Library I found out that both things were fully booked. Of course, silly old me didn't think of asking about both of them at the same time and ended up staying in Glasgow for way longer than was necessary. I did get back home, encountering my sister on the way. I got ready before returning to Glasgow.

Jenna's party was OK. It was quite... strange. But I did have fun hanging about with the Writers that were there. We had intellectual conversation with other folk, mainly about psychology, sociology and the Gaiean theroem. This is basically where the Earth (Gaiea to the Greeks) is compared to the cell of a living organism.

Went away earlier than I should of, spending a couple of hours in Glasgow Central Low Level reading a book. I did not sleep on the train. Instead, I tried to finish the book. (Thud! by Terry Pratchett)

I went for a shower, then had to put the chicken in the slow cooker as my mum was ill and later, when my wee sister came back, also ill, I had to wash the dishes as well.

I now think I have what they had, as I was sick a few minutes ago. I feel better now, but...