My so-called life

Tonight was a night much like any other. It started off with CSI and dinner (which was Denise baking some bread and then the three of us eating it, followed by chocolate), a documentary on the porn star John Holmes, then Survivor, The Apprentice, Hot Chocolate/Hot water with lemon, an episode of My So Called Life (just the one tonight, as opposed to the normal two - we're working our way through the series) and then bed. Strangely sad though this is, in the sense that I should be hitting the streets of Vancouver and making new friends (and keep getting asked if I am doing this by people on messenger), I frankly don't care! It was a nice evening of slumming, and I'm too old for this going out malarky. I never really liked it when I was a student, and now that I have the chance to stay in and watch crap tv, by god I'm going to take it.

Sadly this also meant that I did a grand total of 4 hours work today, which in terms of net monetary gain, is sod all. But then I have worked seven days in a row, so I guess everyone has to slow down some time. I'll make up for it tomorrow....