I am not now, nor have I ever been, a busman.

I'm supposed to be on a two week holiday, you know. And yet some of that holiday was spent over at Ashurst doing some data inputting. Not all of it, just some hours over some days; and yes, I did need the money (damn Abbey National and their overdrawing penalties), but... but it's a holiday dammit!

I wanted to do some more writing. Did I? No.

I wanted to watch Wonderfalls, The L Word and Alias. Did I? Until NTL finally sorted out the cable last week, no.

I wanted to relax. Could I? Not really.

I wanted to go to the pictures? Did I? Well, yes (The Island, War of the Worlds, and so on). So that's something.

I wanted to write to my parents. So that's something else.

I wanted to see what KS found so great about Power Rangers Dino Thunder.

I wanted to apologise to Top Dogg about the yen thing (he doesn't live in Hong Kong). So that's something else done.

I wanted to read the next Harry Potter book. Wait a minute - no I didn't. (Sorry, Jen.)

I wanted to apologise for no Cindy Spot this week or last week (next week, I swear). So I have.

And I wanted to track down alt.gossip.celebrities' CliffB and Doug Abbott and... well, have you seen Se7en? You have? Oh good. You have an idea. Only not so restrained.