Zzzzzzzzzz

Sleep! That's all I seem to have done the last few days...

Saturday, I worked up at the office all day, and then at night I watched a dvd - "Music & Lyrics" with Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore... It was okay, basically just "Four Weddings & A Funeral", "Notting Hill" or "Love Actually" with yet another female co-star for Hugh. Still, it went down okay with the bottle of coconut Bacardi Breezer (not terribly good, but it was all I had in) and the pizza. After watching it, I fell asleep under Harriet, my big, soppy (and heavy when she's lying on your chest) cat.

Sunday, basically I just slept... I managed to stay awake long enough to watch "National Treasure" with Nicholas Cage ("Lara Croft: Tomb Raider" with smaller boobs), but not much else. I am utterly ashamed at wasting the day half-asleep, but it's the only day off I get, and by the time it comes round, I'm half dead. However, the down side is that I went to bed proper at about 11:30pm, then woke up at about 2am, and didn't get to sleep again until nearly 6am!

Yesterday, was working again (Bank Holiday? What's one of them?), including covering the shop at lunch time. Then, when I got home at night, I had something to eat, started to watch something on TV... and that was me... zonk, asleep!

Today's been spent ferretting around for jobs to do again... which the boss is taking full advantage of - making me do the things he should have done something about months ago.

Oh, does anyone want a cat? Not Harriet... Minnie... who is driving me crazy poking in the bin any time my back's turned. Next time she tries it, I'm going to dump her in and tie up the bin bag, I swear!