Day 0272

Worked through the small hours on a thankless website deployment, jerked awake at 11am with heart in mouth through stress and immediately got back to work, still in bed. Horrible, inhumane, cruel.

Hurried off to Cambridge for an equally and oppositely enjoyable afternoon of streetside sunny tea and coffee and cake with my old boss. Restorative and fun, unlike the bus ride.

Bought a don't-even-think-about-it expensive jumper to wear to my birthday dinner because I need to baffle people into thinking I'm more than just a layabout living at home with his disabled father who can't drive and doesn't have a proper job, and I have chosen to do so through the medium of cashmere knitwear.