Tuesday.

Read in the paper that 'plucky brits' are taking advantage of Egypt's problems to scoop up cheap holidays in the region. They are, of course - the same tossers who will scream blue murder and expect the foreign office to bring them home first class if anything happens, weeping at the airport and moaning about the fact they had to leave their fake luggage behind "we didn't even get bucks fizz on the flight home".

Just watch a news story about cyclists who wear small cameras on their helmets because of the huge numbers of accidents and assaults by motorists - watched a couple of the films and it's really stressed me out - I've been in so many accidents due to stupid drivers over the years I quite often can't get on the bike. It makes me laugh that 'they' always say the cyclist is to blame.

Didn't sleep that well last night - for some reason I was colder than usual - even though I kept my socks on.
Firefox keeps crashing - and I'm still getting crashes at startup. I had a couple of weeks when the TV reception improved and I was getting more channels, including film 4 - but that packed up again last night. Ironic, as I am due to pay my TV licence today.

Hundreds of debt advisors are about to loose their jobs ( during a recession) - because the government want to concentrate on preventing debt rather than curing it - well, they are not doing a very good job, are they.

I'm working at home today, I have loads to do - but I'm teaching for the rest of the week so I really need to crack on - hence being at my desk since 6am. Still working through my new website - I've put all the structure together - just need to start getting the work ready. Will probably re-shoot a lot of it. I'm going to keep it seperate from Grey Area and have a work related blog, so everything here will carry on as usual.

The Crypt nightclub in Hastings is closed - rumours about that it will be either a Yates's, a Wetherspoons or... a Mosque. I've always wondered about the typical Yates's customer - how many of them ever look up from their 12th pint and ponder the apostrophe - it's as if it challenges them, mocking their very existence. You are a pissed up old git in a crap pub, drinking at 10am and I'm one of the last vestiges of correct grammar on the high street.

The football transfer thong is on the news - I can't even be arsed to think about it - it's like trying to get your head around how big the universe is - numbers that big make no rational sense.

Oh - hang on.... just remembered that I had Pizza last night - hence no sleep. Doh!