Filling the hours

I'm absolutely hopeless at doing nothing. At home today, spending time euphemistically 'resting'. Jules got me Gears of War when she was down the shops, but I just can't play shooters when the suns out. Daft I know. I'm more cautious than sore. Just sitting here, expecting it to get worse - like do bruises take time to show? Never try to write anything when Air is playing, they are too melancholy for words. This new album is really lovely though.