Foiled by, er, myself. How come, with a whole day to write, I manage to do less than I usually do in a workday? I must be pathetic, or something. Yes, that seems likely.

I wasted a fair amount of time messing about with World of Warcraft (the first time for a fortnight! Honest!) which of course always takes longer than you think it will (I’ll just head into Stormwind and log out. Oh, I have to put stuff in the Bank. And I should scan the Auction House. Oops, forgot to put that thing in the Bank. And I could hand in that Quest while I’m here…)

I also cleaned my oven. Well, I attempted to clean the oven. Let’s just say that the cleanliness of the oven is an ongoing project. Tomorrow: the carpet.

Only 1872 words before the cutoff today, but at least I’m over the 1667 base rate; I’m only failing my own self-imposed target. But the raid on the second lab with the chimpanzees went well, even if not everything that was wanted was found.