40 pages of dashboard is enough for me to consider that I’ve caught up from the weekend’s shenanigans. I went offline for the weekend, as we had Sky satellite TV fitted to our house, and I’ve been watching nothing but sport for about 48 hours.
Dear God I’ve missed that shit. It was only 3 weeks or so, but it’s amazing just how much sport I can consume over a weekend. I’ll watch anything, so long as it’s live. No idea how the girlfriend puts up with it, but I think she’s just about got used to it.
So my weekend consisted of watching TV, reading the vast swathes of the newspapers from both Saturday and Sunday that appeared in our living room, and generally recovering from a bitch of a cold that really hit me on Friday.
What an exciting life I lead.
Oh, and I got round to watching Die Hard 4 yesterday, while the girlfriend snoozed on the bed behind me. Not sure why it’s taken me so long to get round to seeing it, but it was worth it. Yes, the whole premise is utterly ludicrous and incredulous, but it’s a Die Hard film. These things come with the territory. But when did McClane learn to fly a fucking helicopter?!
