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It's now the time when I have to establish my daily routine, and very soon I will have to start getting up at quarter-to-dawn again. I need an easy-to-read chart of sunrise times for Manchester.

Pol was out - Random went for a walk and then couldn't get up the energy to walk her back, so she called him and he went straight out to get her. Her neck is still hurting, so he took her to the walk in centre and then to Boots for painkillers and out somewhere for a really big breakfast. I was really worried about her, but she looked fine when I saw her last. Pol was going to do his laundry today so, just this once, I put it on for him so he at least didn't have that to worry about - at this point, I didn't know Random was okay, so I thought they might be down at A&E or something.

I'm playing Echo Bazaar and Kingdom of Loathing and lots of other games, and reading fanfiction. This occupies my time. I'm also writing as much as I can, just in a 'blah words per day of rubbish' sort of way, because it's soothing. I've stopped trying to plan things to do, because it gets frustrating when the plans never come to fruition.

I found out that the organiser of the current youth athletic club is most likely Darren from three doors down. I am very pleased that he's doing this (or at least that someone is) because joblessness and the resulting disaffectedness is making the local teens more unpleasant and slightly more inclined to crime. Kicking balls about on the field is definitely an improvement.