I feel curiously amped up today. Interpol's spastic 'Roland' has been thundering through my head; I nearly forgot to stop to bus at my building. Apartment is empty except for damned cat, sitting on my chair. Overflowing with ideas. I want science fiction now, I want them to put a small device in my head which will let me update this thing by thought alone. Terminals are quickly becoming outmoded. In the time it takes to walk up the stairs and unlock the door I forgot what I was thinking.