Post deadline really isn't that interesting...

[angelophile]

Here's what I've done with my day:

Slept until late.
Got up, read a few websites.
Downloaded some MP3s, got the urge to watch Brassed Off.
Made lunch, watched Brassed Off in one sitting.
Had bath.
Got tired, went to bed.
Woke up four hours later.
Got dressed, went to supermarket.
Picked up Chinese takeaway (Salt and Pepper special and special fried rice)
Got home, now wanting to sleep.

Yeah, and I wasn't even horrendously busy this week. I blame being ill still for the fact I'm feeling so tired I can barely think straight.

There were developments at work yesterday that I'd go into, but I'm not really with it enough to make sense, so expect ranting tomorrow if I've woken up by then.