Today I had Peter all to myself. And we played Go.
Today Peter came to visit me in Oxford, and I spent all evening playing Go and discussing it with him.
Today I spent all evening... guess what? Yes, I spent all evening practicing Go and reading the new issue of British Go Journal from BGA.
Today I spent another evening doing Go puzzles and reading. I must seem like such a boring person to most people, but I'm really having fun.
Today I played Go all evening, and went to bed too late again. I'm addicted.
Today I spent all evening playing variations of the same game of Go against the AI. It can be highly addictive to go back in time to correct your mistakes.
Today I played about 30 games of Go against the computer.
Today I spent all evening attempting to solve logic puzzles that people have sent me. What a waste of time but I couldn't stop myself.
Today I spent all evening gathering ebooks for my iPad and had no time to read them.
Today I went to the Oxford City Go club and enjoyed myself. It felt like a long time since I last went out.
Today Peter's Christmas present arrived.
Today I played Go against the computer because it was too cold and wet to venture to the Go club.
Today I ate loads of junk while solving puzzles and cosying up in front of the radiator, listening to Chopin. It's that kind of Monday.
Today Peter and I had a wonderful Sunday roast lunch at The Anchor pub. And then it was sad to see him off to Plymouth again.
Today Peter and I had dim sum for lunch and felt guilty afterwards about eating baby octopus.
Today Peter came from Plymouth to be with me for the weekend. Warm bed. Yay!
Today inspired by Hofstadter's essay on self-referential sentences in Metamagical Themas, I decided to end this sentence with self-reference.
Today I listened to an old recording of Rachmaninoff playing Chopin's Nocturne Op.9 No.2 on repeats. What a startlingly beautiful rendition.
Today I went to the Oxford University Go club and got shouted at by a random drunk bitch on my way home. Why didn't I punch her? Why?