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Made nice stew, ate some and kept the rest. Went out to KSR. Saw no one I knew, so went and lurked upstairs drinking cider. Played various stuff on jukebox, mainly Bowie, Metallica and music from Trainspotting. Watched various people play pool, craply. My taste in music seemed to please them though.
Shortly before closing time, came and hung around downstairs, finishing my pint. Suddenly realised that guy standing at bar was E. Went over and said hi. Apparently he'd been lurking downstairs since 8.30, and wondered who put all that Bowie on the jukebox. Weird. We chatted a bit; I watched him play a tennis video game for a while, then we walked back towards the centre. I kind of hoped he might ask me back, but he said he had to go and move his Amigas around. Lame excuses no. 301, or what? Ah, whatever.

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Sat up foolishly late last night, drinking wine and doing online tests (mostly at http://www.queendom.com/tests/minitests/index.html). From which I discover that I am variously: not a bitch, mildly obsessive, realistic to the point of pessimism, have a slightly dysfunctional family, would make a model roommate, dislike taking most risks, lack ambition, am fairly moral, am not hung up about my body-image, am totally paranoid and suspicious, am fairly kinky and ought to have a sex change!
This morning, read some of "Raft". It's really good; reminds me of Clarke a lot, which isn't surprising, since Clarke apparently read it and gave advice before publication. The idea is that it's set in a universe where gravity is a vastly more powerful force than it is here, and this has repercussions on all levels. Some humans have got there through a sort of portal, and now are having to find a way out before their lives become unsustainable.
Got a reply from R - he sounds quite keen to join our Rolemaster campaign, which should be getting started again shortly. Excellent! Also, tonight, I'm going to the Winter Ale Festival, and have persuaded my chum A to come along too. Should be cool!

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I think I'm going to die. My heart seems to be racing at an abnormally high rate, even though I've just been sitting at my computer typing for the last few hours. I can't measure it properly because as soon as I focus on it it gets even faster due to worry. When I sit calmly and try to breathe deeply, I feel dizzy after a minute or so. The more I think about it the more worried I get. Argh!