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I didn't really write much today or yesterday. Posting a video or football predictions isn't really a blog. Drinking a bottle of wine and then writing something means something.

Yesterday I rewrote my CV and (re)uploaded it to a couple of sites. I was also resting my hamstring which I'd pulled by running and playing football. Having stayed in all day yesterday I felt full of cabin fever and depressed because I couldn't do anything. Thankfully, my leg felt much better this morning. I mixed up today by catching up with TV that I'd recorded and er... already I seemed to have lost what I've done. Is it the alcohol? Or is it the uneventfulness?

I had intended to apply for jobs today but that didn't really happen. Hmmmm.