What a shit night that was. Watched a film called Breach. It was good. Based on a true story. Chris Cooper. Good. Went to bed at 11pm and woke up at 4am with really harsh stomach cramps. Thanks, KFC. Couldn't doze off again until at least 5am and the next thing I knew it was 7:50am. Melissa woke me to tell me "it's ten to eight, you know?" to which I wittily, and perhaps over confidently replied "my alarm will tell me when it's time to get up". I quickly realised that both technology and the cats had let me down and I was going to be late for work.
After Melissa gave me a lift I arrived at about 8:30am, which was pretty good timing. Had a moderate to busy day, and left work at 4:30pm. Went to (the) ASDA for wine and tonights tea, as well as some biscuits to go with the scary cheese my mum brought me yesterday. Came home, hoovered, cooked tea, ate it.
My evening plan is basically thus : Drink wine, watch film, eat cheese. There's a CODBO option in there too, but it depends how much of the wine I've drunk. I may just watch the new South Park.
Have a good weekend, I shall return tomorrow...
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