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I wrote this at work today:

"At work, I’ve finished most of my little jobs for the day, so I’m pretty bored. But I’ve always said I’d rather be bored than stressed, so it’s not so bad. Tequila night was fun (video to come), although I had to leave before it was over.
I feel glum again, and glum is an extremely underused word. One of my favourites, along with ‘resilience’ (hilariously, I didn’t know how to spell that) and ‘snug’. I hope that ‘glum’ has the same root as ‘gloomy’; I suspect it does.
Here are some excerpts from conversations I have had at this office which I have enjoyed:

Whilst listening to Kyuss
Johnny: “Is that Queens of the Stone Age? Oh, no, wait, it’s Kyuss”

Whilst listening to Weezer
Owens: “I like that song”
Me: “Do you even know who I’m listening to?”
Owens: “Yeah, Weezer. My Name Is Jonas, right?”

Whilst deciding what to listen to:
Nitel: “Can we have something different?”
Me: “How about Boards of Canada?”
Johnny: “Which album?”
Me: “Music Has The Right To Children”
Johnny: “It’s a classic album”
(Later)
Ed: “Is that Boards of Canada?”

Whilst listening to Venetian Snares
Ed: “Sounds like Aphex Twin”

Me: “So what music do you like?”
Roy: “Mostly rock… Have you ever heard of Tool?”

None of you will enjoy these conversations as much as I do, but I would not have expected any of the above people to know anything about any bands that I enjoy.
Since my bank account is empty due to this card fraud business, none of my standing orders for this month went out. I am being charged £140 for this.

I dislike financial institutions. "

I feel even more glum now. I want to talk to everyone about everything... But I can hardly bring myself to say a word.