Decisions, decisions. Why is it that making seemingly easy decisions is always the hardest thing? Looks like my friends at work understand the choice I need to make now, but it’s still tricky.
Meh. That would be one of the reasons I’m still up, also because I ended up going to Pizza Hut for supper and kicking around Oxford for a few hours this evening. Twas interesting that the wheather wasn’t increadibly shite yesterday. That’s almost a guarantee that there’ll be a low pressure front heading in by Thursday, just in time for our potential impromptu OxLUG midmonth meetup.
Jon.