now owns all six series of Curb Your Enthusiasm. That's a lot of squirming and cringing.
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is sadly home alone but happily enjoying a stiff G&T watching Father Ted
is wishing he'd gone home at 4pm. Stupid servers.
There's too many mutha huckas huckin' with my shi'
Summer's officially over. Turned my heating on. Chilly.
Yeah Arsenal are killing the England team aren't they? Well done Theo!
Preparing to dance with the devil tomorrow
Shattered after the drive home from Cornwall. Photos are up on Flickr.
Pootling down the M5 in the sunshine. @lilja is at the wheel, shades on, driving fairly competently
Safely in Miami but rather scared by the heat. Planning to remain air conditioned throughout.
Narked with Royal Mail for failing to deliver my camera in time for going to Miami. Special Delivery is clearly not very special.
My arm has been violated by a mosquito
Doing actual real work for a change and finding it hard. Trying to resist the natural impulse to delegate.
Living the VIP lifestyle at the Emirates. Far away from riff-raff.
Still chuckling about an IT recruiter's demand for a 35% introduction fee. Parasites the lot of 'em.
Thanking @ryancarson and his team for popping in to the office for a spot of blue sky thinking :)
Pinging back and forth from Windsor to London.
can't be arsed really
Thinks having an iPhone is pointless on a train with almost no mobile signal. This is Surrey, not Mars.
is crossing fingers that the order for his work iPhone has gone through today before some blighter snaps up the last one
Feeling about 100 years old at Death Cab gig. How come kids like them? Go and watch McFly.
Two hours down the M4 to Bath. Find out meeting is cancelled. Two hours back to the office. Wasted morning.
Finally got my iPod touch 2.0'd. Downloading oodles of apps that I'll never actually use
Enjoying watching my annual tennis match. Can the Swiss chap come from behind?
Preparing myself for Iron Maiden at Twickenham tonight. Not quite sure my quiet indie music sensibilities are going to cope...
Shocked to have Samuel Taylor Coleridge quoted at me in song at Iron Maiden gig. I've now seen everything.
This is Spinal Tap.
No breakfast so it'll have to be a footlong.
Played Rock Band after work. Drums. All other multiplayer games are now pointless.
Well done @flatpackedworld! Did the parachute open or did you luckily land on your head? Arf.
Have caught the lurgi from mouth-breathing, best-of-buying Radiohead 'fans'. Poorly.
Watching the cricket. Sun's out. Second pint. Radiohead tonight. Life is good.
Getting burnt eating cocktail sausages.
Thinking Vespas are quite cool. Might be joining @lilja in the scooter gang.
I can only sit back and respect the relentless efficiency and unfailing consistency of the German machine.
The MacBook Airs are in transit. ETA today.
King of DIY. New shower head and pole thing installed with minimum of fuss.
Sunshine, Total football, a stunning new iPhone and a surprise barbeque for dinner. I'm a happy chap this evening.
Dedworth, the Eagle will be landing tomorrow night.
Very pleased with my homemade vinaigrette.
Accidentally pub crawling around South West London.
thinking that it's a choice between a kick in the nuts or a punch on the nose. United, just...
svn switch --relocate is a wonderful thing
Enjoying a medicinal G&T
Master of the oven on last week; master of the garden today. Bit sunburnt though.
Shacked up with a flamin' (soon-to-be) soap-dodging, Levellers-listening, jobless student. Well done @lilja !
Enjoying the last of the sunshine on the Corner Bar terrace.
Master of the oven
Wet, but in the pub now so I don't mind so much.
Loving Mario Kart Wii. It's even better than I expected and the steering wheels feel just right