 Tristan, gentleman of leisure. I feel like I fall into that unwittingly because I frequently think I'm in the wrong day of the week, like a lot. In fact, my friends make fun of me and they think they've come up with a term for it. My best friend says I have dyscalendaria. So we've had several emails this week. Our inbox is fairly chocked with people sharing things from inside their heads. I have an email in from Adam. He says, hello.