Disciplinaphobia

With the lovingly and immaculately perfected discipline of an amiba, I have successfully managed to remain in the cusps of in depth conversation with a beautiful friend of old ,in her beautiful house, overlooking the beautiful river. I had made a mental note to leave by 8.30pm, 9ish at the latest. It comes as no surprise however, to myself or indeed those who know me well, that I have had to dive onto her laptop at this late hour. My day begins far earlier than I would like it to tommorow therefore my blog ends far quicker than I would like it to this evening. I am officially poop at daily blogging. Must get better.