Screw it, I’m going to the airport anyway. I’m off on holidays. Proper holidays this time. If you hear from me between now and September, I’m a sad, sad loser. In the mean time, if you haven’t visited this site in the last few weeks, this article is probably the funniest one you missed. (But you have to read the comments too.) This one is the most freakishly popular. (Ditto.) And this one actually caused someone I know in real life to come on and tell me I’m a wanker. (Ditto.) The other good news, before I head away, is that I finally found someone to take the spare room here. He turned up yesterday lunchtime in a taxi. Keen to move in immediately. Seemed a bit agitated. Name of Harry or Barry or something like that. Seems like a nice guy though. Yee-haw!
August 13th, 2010.