Landlady sending painters in on my fucking due date despite me asking to please leave it be. I've had some proper meltdowns today. Got loads of writing down but it's all crap and feels like I've wasted a day. Thought it'd be really interesting and it is when tell it on a tour but is way too historical and boring written down. Hmmm.

I want take away for dinner.

Pop quiz: If you saw a bit of duct tape over a doorbell would that stop you from pressing it?