Well, around 13 hours after my last post I make another.... not quite the boring day I thought I would have to be honest.

I actually decided at 9am to go shopping. The cats only had a few days of food left, and I was out of bread and milk.... that little shopping list turned into £36! How? With beer, cakes and readymeals for work next week (on reduced of course - they all get frozen!)

By the time I got back, it suddenly dawned on me it is Thursday, time to investigate why the damn studio equipment turns itself off every Wednesday night... the thing is, it didn't this Wednesday night.... so I ended up putting 60-odd music tracks onto the computerised playout system, and came home...

The rest of the day was boring really....

Now I am going to just chill with me beer, like I have most of the afternoon, and wait up for Most Haunted at Midnight....

Night Night!

I am sat in bed, at 7am, not being able to sleep now the cats have woken me up for their breakfast. I have just watched the last minute of some kids program "Balamory" on the TV and I can not remember when I last got up and just lay in bed on the lappy....

That teacher on Balamory could be a real sex symbol if she tried... saying that she can help me play out MY teacher student/teacher fantasy anyday.... she is quite cute really.

Anyway, the time has come for me to say goodbye to the mystery shopping I do. It has just all become troublesome, with a lack of work and the work I do accept being for only one of two companies. I have enjoyed doing some of them, especially for a chain of bookmakers. I met a really lovely young lass yesterday when i did one, she was so sweet and I wish I was not working as I would have asked her out! If anyone knows a Kayleigh, that works for a bookies just outside of Southampton (that probably narrows it down, but obviously while I still work for them I can not be to specific) then show her this! Oh and Kayleigh, if you are reading this, I was not going off to Bristol for my work, I was heading to another one of your bookies.

Anyway I digress, I am lucky to get £100 of pay a month from them, even then the taxman takes a big lump of it, so I am going to knock it on the head.

I am about to start a long weekend, I got four days off again and not much to do with it, I only ever have the cats for company these days although I really should tidy up the flat. This is the one thing I hate about living alone, the solitude, not being able to afford a good night out, but not having anything to keep me in. I really should head out to Hospital Radio at some point today or tomorrow to sort out some technical problems that they have been having, the equipment has been mysteriously powering down on a Wednesday Night, I dread to think if its malicious or not!

Anyway, I am off to write my resignation e-mail TTFN