Sunday

 - and quite an improvement in the weather, at Least it isn't raining.

I'm all 'news'd' out - can hardly be bothered to read the papers - but I did scan them first thing. I also worked out that it will cost a little less than £100,000 to keep Charlie Gilmour in prison and is disproportionate to his crime ( being an utter twat and behaving like an idiot when off his face on drink and drugs ). You get much less for killing people. If I pushed a beer glass into a woman' face in the pub I might just get a suspended sentence ( it happened last week ) - so it really does seem to me that he's being made an example of. Behaviour like his can be seen in any city street every night of the week - more often at weekends... so what makes him so special. As Barbra Ellen pointed out in one paper - at least he wasn't guilty of the crime of apathy. Personally - I found the most interesting fact about him was that his natural father was Heathcote Williams.... who I always assumed was a bit too 'artistic' for that sort of thing... we live and learn.

I was in a terrible mood yesterday ( not feeling so great today ) - probably just tired and run down. The grim weather and lack of light didn't help. I cleaned the house - started archiving some hard drives ( mammoth task ) and rationalised the browser on this computer - streamlining it to the point where I couldn't actually find anything today.I'm going to start archiving all my college emails as well, there are millions of them - they take up almost half the allocated storage space ( about 7 gigs ) - it's going to take a full day.

My friend Roland is still in intensive care after his stroke, another friend's greyhound is partially paralysed after a spinal embolysm, my finances are in tatters ( as usual ) and I spend an hour on the phone yesterday talking to the only person I've ever been in a serious relationship with ( and frankly, wish I still was ). I've not taken the dogs out yet - they are having a slow start today for some reason... and I had a really bizzare dream that I ended up having to stay the night at a workmates house with his extended family - and for some reason they all wore Beatles wigs and lived about 2 miles from the town I grew up in.

I have quite a bit to do today, including actual work - which isn't very interesting at all... a giant stack of envelopes I've not opened and nothing in the bank. I'm due quite a bit at the end of the month in paid invoices... but that's 2 weeks away. I'm going to have to get very creative on the finances front, fairly quickly. At least the church service background music on Radio 4 is traditional rather than happy clapper  can't be bothered with all of that today.