The weekend seems to have gone pretty quickly, though this may been down to getting up at half 10ish. This is through no fault of my own, I put it down to BST* mucking around with things; I technically got up at body-clock 9:30. So so far I've had breakfast and done a hard Sudoku and started on some work.
I'm doing this now because the parents have gone out with the family for a walk around the resi in Whitworth and they may think that I'm slacking; it's procrastination, not slacking. I'm not writing what seems to be my life story today though, so that's good. I doubt I'll have time/remember to do it tonight though, so that's another reason to do it now.
Kirsty is coming over later - wih Firefly - and the parents are going out to see Gogol Bordello. They aren't really that great imo, so I'm not going. If Vicki ever reads this she may just kill me. Oh well.
And that's about it for today - can't think that anything else might happen that I can write about. I'm off out to meet people tomorrow to go bowling, so that'll be commentable.
Bye 'till then.
Love, Milord.
*This is in no way related to the cow disease.
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