Today was… well, today was just another day I suppose. I got paid, I paid rent, I juggled bills. I tried to avoid the politics of the office where I’m working. I failed to avoid the politics of the office where I’m working. I got slightly pissed off that people don’t care that they do a crap job. I decided that in 3 weeks time it won’t be my problem that people don’t care that they do a crap job. I listened to the Zutons, loudly. I listened to Machine Gun Fellatio, even more loudly. I cursed the PC at work for being a PC, and a slow, shitty PC at that. I bought underwear. I bought cat food and garbage bags. I made guacamole. I ate too much. I watched a funny show featuring people who are even bigger music geeks than me. I read blogs. I chatted to a stranger who dropped in on Yahoo. I pondered the fact that I seem to have both wrinkles and zits. I put on strawberry lip balm. I listened to the quiet as all the cats curled up and slept after a very active evening of chasings. I wondered about the friends that I seem to be drifting away from. I thought about cleaning the bathroom. I decided against it seeing as it is 11.30. I listened to the Test Netball match on the TV in the other room. I read some more blogs. I wrote this.