I had a weird dream last night that I had about thirty minutes to pack to go on holiday abroad, with my friend Hannah, but all I cared about was leaving a message in this diary to say I would be away for a week so you wouldn't all think I was dead or something. Well, that and the fact I was panicking about how I would be allowed the week off work at such short notice.

My sleeping pattern is all out of whack again. I'm going to bed at 3.00 am and then waking up around 2.00 pm. It feels so early right now...

Going to see Minority Report today/this evening. Whoop-di-doo for exiting the house!

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