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I'm posting quite late tonight because I've had a busy day.. At least by my  lazy standards.

Got some work done, despite an awful lot of procrastination. How is it that the internet is such a good tool for wasting time? I can spend an hour trawling through links and Stumbleupon, and at the end of that hour I can't recall any of the content I have seen! It's quite worrying, really..

Three of my five housemates came back, so the house is full now. I get on well with them, but I miss how quiet it was with just two people in the house. I sometimes think I would like to live as a recluse, but then I remember how boring and lonely that would really be.


I also spent a lot of time looking up the misterpokeylope pseudonym. My crazy (not really crazy, just neurotic and overbearing) mum stalks my facebook profile and my Xbox gamertag, so I've been a bit paranoid about what people can discover about me via Google. Then I remember, given how poor and uninteresting I am, who would want to find out about me? What am I afraid of? My mum's rebuking me about my personal life? Who cares? Not me