weekend of a waste

...or something like that.

Didn't even manage to leave the house this weekend. Actually, that's a lie, i took the rubbish out in the pouring rain on saturday night. Living the life. If i carry on like this i'll turn into Everett. Sunday was a beautiful day and i examined it from afar, safe in the cubby hole of my office.

I've noticed that if i only use the computer at the desk my back is much better. It is certainly much better than the desk / chair combination at work. Just another excuse to stay home, i suppose.

A couple of people from my time on the east coast, that i've not heard from for many a year, got in touch this weekend. It's hard to imagine what kind of impression they must form of me after reading the drivel i write here. At least Craig came out and said what others must think:

From the twisted ramblings of your pages it seems that you have broken a couple rubber bands in the brain of yours and you have turned insane.

Thanks Craig. Many moons ago Craig had to suffer the indignity of being my manager. We all sympathize, may the fog lift soon.