Morning notes

I quit rowing at the start of this term so I could concentrate on work more. But, of course, this morning I was off rowing at the crack of dawn. I think I'd feel too guilty to quit and leave a boat with 7 people stranded, so to speak. Then I think maybe none of us want to row, and we're all just too polite to say so... On my return I found this mysterious note on my door, which I think I'd like to attribute to a beautiful but mysterious night time wanderer. Maybe I'll find her one day. Then some lectures, procrastination, Japanese, and work. Argued in good humour with a friend about the occupy movement (he's pro-banker, and not a banker. Rare viewpoint).

Bye Barbara