This is gonna be a bit of a test for me. I have some ideas about how this is going to work out but I'm sure they will be wide of the mark.

Spent the evening decorating my downstairs bathroom (not a euphamism). I wondered as the night drew in, why are there so many insects in the world. We can't need them.

Ants and Earwigs particularly get on my nerves but king of the hill in the annoyance stakes has to be fly that seems to have no problem getting into my living room, but has a hell of a job getting out of it. I have seen robotic hoovers (designed to bump into stuff to map the room) bump into less things than this fucking fly!

Nearly took the end of my finger off with the battery from my power drill. Ironic that I spend over an hour drilling and screwing with out as much as a scratch and when I need to re-charge the battery, the thing flies off and removes a shitload of my flesh on the way past.

Been listening to the Ricky Gervais podcast on my ipod most of the afternoon as I was off work today. Found myself laughing along and hoping that I am as funny as Karl Pilkington is.
I need to re-assess my goals and aim a bit higher, I'm trying to be like a bloke who has a head like a fucking orange.

Finger is throbbing now.

I don't want to go back to work on Monday. I'm always the same after a week off. I have missed a colleague of mine called Beechy though. He is possibly the nicest yet most annoying and gullible person ever to grace this Earth.

He is a microlight pilot who always refers to his glorified kite as a Plane and has a high pitched, scouse accent that, when annoyed, rises so high that dogs begin to howl and pensioners have to think about insuring the crystal glasses.

His one redeeming feature is that he would help anyone and has no malice in any fibre of his being. Which is good because if he did, he'd be fucking dangerous!

Time for bed now, I have a bathroom door to hang tomorrow! my life is just a never ending string of hedonistic events!

Goodnight.