Watching Girls Aloud in a haunted house on ITV2. TV gold.
Contemplating recipes for my box of wholesome Abel & Cole organic fruit and veg. The apples are rubbish though.
Thinking that Tim’s Chief Geek title may have been stolen by Ian in the Blairster’s absence. Also hoping the man comes to fix my boiler tomorrow. Brrr.
Just testing Ben Ward’s Twitter Widget.
Travelling on the interminably slow Windsor to Waterloo line. No power left on my DS. Losing will to live.
Shocked that Donna farted in her own car and then blamed it on me.
Pleased that my choice of tunes will have helped Mark gain an air of respectability on last.fm at long last
Waiting for Alex to curl her hair before heading off to Mark and Nu’s party
Drinking lager, working and also looking forward to Gordon Ramsay shouting at stupid people. Hoping he makes someone cry tonight.
Irritated with the lack of signal in my own flat in the countryside. Never had these problems in London.
Not about fixed awards. We woz robbed! Next year it’ll be ours.
Chuffed that I can now twitter from GTalk. Testing this out now.
I want to make it clear that, despite Alex’s Twit, I don’t have to pay £19.95 per month.
Getting excited by the prospect of squeezeboxing with my new toy this evening.
I may be a geek but my personal radio is where it’s at, eh Mark?
Very pleased with my confident 4-0 prediction for Arsenal v Reading. Chin up, Ian…
Sitting next to a big stone African head in Project Orange inClapham. Thinking about getting some crisps.
Amused that my twits are confusing others for a change. Hope these aren’t waking Pand in Seattle though.
Convinced the stone head’s big, cold, soulless eyes are watching me. Too scared to get crisps now.
Nah. Just bored waiting for a mate and with a million free texts from Orange to use.
