Why am I sat here?

Just finished some work, and just realised that I am still sitting here, aimlessly surfing. I should really be doing something else.

Just finished Timeline by Michael Crichton. Clever thriller, don’t think he was particularly stretched writing it though, and all the time I’m thinking… Yeah this would make a good film, hell the ending even gives plenty of room for sequels/prequels etc.

Also just realised that the question should be, why am I working at 9:45 p.m. on a Sunday night.

I’ve been in a pretty foul mood the last few days, it’s faded over the weekend, but as it’s work related then I’m expecting it to return tomorrow. Hopefully not, who knows. Why am I narked? Well, difficult to say, and it’s all stuff I shouldn’t be getting to me, but..well I think it’s a case of things building up and up, with no change or resolution in sight and it just comes down to how long I’m willing to put up with them. I’m not in a position to change those things, and really have only one choice to make.

I wish it would stop snowing, I wish Scotland hadn’t lost to France, I wish…. (hey Skee-Lo – wassup!).

And finally, six, thanks.