World largely unchanged. May lapse back into coma, simply because I have nothing better to do. It’s Friday night. I am not yet sufficiently alive to want to go out and party, but I’d quite like to do something. But there’s fuck all on at the cinema, and I can’t think of anything interesting to do, or indeed, anyone l know likely to be at a lose end. And I can’t very well resort to ringing people up with a demand to be entertained, can I?

Can I?