Daylist: 2pm

A bird? Like a budgerigar or a canary or something? Are you mad? I don’t like birds. They squawk and make a mess. Flap around everywhere. I can’t be carrying out my affairs with a bird flapping around and whatnot.

Now a cat, that’s more like it. Did you ever have a cat? A cat will mind its own business, and take care of its own business, without involving me in its business.

I have got things to do. So do you. There’s nothing I hate more than wasted potential. You know, I get anxious when I see a stack of blank sheets of paper. What do they call that? A ream. So many pages to fill still, so much to do. Now that I think of it, maybe that’s why I don’t like supermarkets. All those tins! How would you ever get through them all?

That’s not my point. Forget about the tins. I’m trying to tell you, we’ve got places to be. See a lot of people like to procrastinate and prevaricate. I like to put things into effect. Time is ticking. The end is nigh.

I’m a DOER. Are you a doer?

Come on, let’s roll.