I am living in a state of mild confusion.

Since my recent “holiday” courtesy of the health service I have completely lost the notion of time.

I discovered partly by accident that sleeping in my armchair is not only very comfortable and painless but gives a reasonably good sleep. It does have its drawbacks though. The principle one is that I now tend to sleep when I am tired with no regard for the norms of day and night.

I was asleep earlier when Daughter arrived. She’s now used to her Old Man sitting unconscious in the armchair and didn’t bat an eyelid. But when I woke I hadn’t a fucking clue as to the time. Was it early morning? Had the entire day slipped by while I was asleep? As it transpired it was three of the clock or thereabouts and I hadn’t a clue whether this was mu=y first entry into the day or had I been awake earlier? There were actual clues that I had been awake such as the fact that I had completed the download of the nightly backups of the websites. i had no memory of doing this.

Some of you may have noticed that quite a few of my brainfarts have been appearing in the [relatively] early morning instead of the usual afternoon efforts. This is all part of it. I probably thought it was the afternoon at the time.

I did post one drop of utter trivia late last evening [I think it was] but that was actually deliberate. My little listing of Martin Scriblerus posts failed for no apparent reason. This site suddenly couldn’t see the other site, or rather the other site suddenly decided to block this one. It was a pain in the hole as there was no apparent reason for the breakdown. I ended up having to do a lot of work on this database and write new code to bypass Martin Scriblerus altogether. My little brainfart was by way of a test, and it works.

It’s now after four and not a child in the house washed.