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A dear wish of mine is for Grain & Sustain to stock BBL vegan deli 'meats' and to get a peanut grinder so I don't have to go all the way to New Leaf in Edinburgh for peanut butter. Then my new life in Fife will be complete.

For tonight's entertainment my brother shaved the back and sides of my head with his beard trimmers. Seems pretty much fine. Only I made the rookie error of not covering my clothes. I have tried to vacuum the hair out of my trousers but it is impossible.

I'm psyching myself up for nanowrimo by reading the nanowrimo tag on my site.

I'm planning to write something altogether new this year. Some proper scifi. The frustrating thing is I did a bunch of character and setting brainstorming a few months ago I'm sure on paper and I can't find a trace of it. I usually photograph or type up things from notebooks before I throw them away and I've looked everywhere. Guess I'm starting that over.

My brother says he can't tell the difference between when I'm "off work" and when I'm "working" which I suppose means I have my life-work balance about right.

(I think it's come as a surprise to him quite how much I actually procrastinate.)

My brother keeps complaining that I won't let him have cling film, but doesn't seem keen on the compromise I offered: he can use cling film, but when he's done with it instead of throwing it away he has to keep it all in his room forever.