I am home alone tonight...enjoying a peaceful beer and wondering what to do between now and MOTD. Maybe a DVD with the surround sound cranked up to obscene levels...or a session on San Andreas / Pro Evo...or maybe an hour or two down the local.
In, can't get anybody who wants to go out tonight, boring fuckers. All the same it's probably best as I was wankered last night and have football tommorrow morning.
Just got in. Bus down from Surrenden Field to St Peter's. Walked up to the Lord Nelson to get rid of the taste of the Withdean Stink from my throatcensored: bonfires), back to Bardsley's for fish and chips, then off to the Theatre Royal to see Round the Horne, which was hilarious. Knackered, but happy, because of the result.