I just got home from a long day at work, followed by a serious traffic jam and now I'm sitting in my comfy sofa, blogging while eating some coconut. I promised someone that I'd pop in, so I better not get too comfortable in this sofa of mine. I should get food for tonight as well, and something for tomorrow during the day, and tomorrow evening there's a meeting I have to go to.
My feet hurt like crazy - ain't it weird that when you actually "feel" a certain part of your body, something is wrong? - and I'd rather sit and watch the second DVD of the "L-Word", or finish the last DVD of Allo Allo, but in a few I'm off again. I seem to be busy all the time, yet accomplish nothing. I wonder what would happen if I actually had a girlfriend who'd want some time and attention as well? Luckily, there is no chance of that happening anytime soon ;)
Oh, how I love thee, sarcasm...