Marking time. We can do this at home. One could sense the distane at our glee as we arrived early morning to pick up the exam papers and flee back home. Jumping back on a motorcycle and shooting out of the school gates draws slow glares from the native teachers forced to stay there. I picked up some toasted sandwiches from 7-11 on the way home. Brewed a big pot of coffee and got stuck in.
At ten thirty I rode over to Tesco to pick up some mushrooms for the enormous spag bol I am about to make (as soon as Oi gets home with the Basil). All looking good.
I am preparing for some hardcore gametime. These days there are so many awesome games one has to be very careful to only play a select few, and to properly appreciate them as we did in days of yore. I have some nice titles awaiting play, quite unusual choices too; strategic, turn-based, fantasy, sci-fi. Yes, a very interesting mix. Also some casual ones for when the going gets tough. Like so many things these days, there are so many options, everything seems to lose it's value. Movies become unwatched, albums unlistened to, games unplayed. It's the curse of acquisition and being more addicted to acquiring than actually playing. A very strange phenomenon.
Don, Tom and Patrick are all on Koh Phang Nang, though I fear I will be unable to join them. It would be more than my monthly budget just to get there and stay a couple of nights. I fear it may have to be another time.
More marking tomorrow...
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