It's one of those weeks isn't it?

[clo_again]

"Mirnyi Advances Past Andy into Paris Quarterfinals"
Andy had never lost a match to Max Mirnyi, until today..."
- http://www.andyroddick.com

I come all the way home, spend about two-three hours on trains, JUST to see him play - and the bastard loses before I even get to turn on the TV.

Un-smegging-believable.

Random note; Braveheart makes me cry. Every time.

So yes, am home now after a few train journeys that were only delayed because um... yeah. Suffice to say I'm not the brightest crayon in the box when it comes to trains. However am home now and since I quite enjoy travelling by train, I didn't mind. Started reading Nineteen-Eight Four on the way and it's fascinating. I can see it fighting with my Philosophy essay for attention this weekend.

It's wonderful to see my ikkle Casper again. *huggles him* I think he's missed me - he's come to sit on the sofa behind me. Bless.

Am off to enjoy the wonders of a gazillion TV channels again now... although bed is starting to sound like a good option.

Clo

EDIT: Casper's come to sit right behind me on the back of the sofa - and he just tried to take a bite out my hair. Ew. Crazy but... ew.