It begins.

Making plans is so complicated. Why can’t they come ready made, in a box, just waiting to be unwrapped? Ergh. I need some sleep. Once this is posted, I’ll go.

For the record, I am SO UNBELIEVABLY PROUD of Juan Martin Del Potro. He’s a Rafa clone and doesn’t particularly tickle my pickle, but I’m happy for him. Anyone that throws a spanner in the works of The Holy GOAT known as Federer is a-okay by me.

My first day at work went fine. I’ve got aching legs from running round all day, but I’m sure I’ll get used to it. I’ve got to do another 8 hour shift tomorrow, and after that I’m tagging along to Valedictine‘s band practice, to take some photos. Should be good!

More as soon as I can be arsed to be semi-interesting, again.