They Say What They Say

I seem to have committed drabble, over at sportsnightglee. My first in a long while. Hope there's more to come.

I'm down to my last couple of days of holiday. Two weeks has not been enough. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't feel like I'd wasted half my time in the old home town, but I could hardly tell my mother to go away and stop bothering me while I'm on leave, could I? I'm back there again tomorrow, for a friend's birthday party, then I'm zooming home on Saturday for the Sports Night Chat, woohoo! Last night I watched pretty much the entire second season in one sitting, including Draft Day parts one and two back to back. That's an awful lot of angst to absorb in the space of an hour.

God I love wandering around IMDB message boards. It's like a spectator sport sometimes with people getting all het-up about the smallest things. The Sex and the City board is particularly bitchy and can make the Circus Maximus look like a cakewalk. Makes me glad that my own little corner is relatively drama free.

I must be off to bed. I want to leave for the old home town by 10am because F has decided that we should hang out tomorrow afternoon. When did my life become ruled by a three year-old?

I seem to have committed drabble, over at sportsnightglee. My first in a long while. Hope there's more to come.

I'm down to my last couple of days of holiday. Two weeks has not been enough. It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't feel like I'd wasted half my time in the old home town, but I could hardly tell my mother to go away and stop bothering me while I'm on leave, could I? I'm back there again tomorrow, for a friend's birthday party, then I'm zooming home on Saturday for the Sports Night Chat, woohoo! Last night I watched pretty much the entire second season in one sitting, including Draft Day parts one and two back to back. That's an awful lot of angst to absorb in the space of an hour.

God I love wandering around IMDB message boards. It's like a spectator sport sometimes with people getting all het-up about the smallest things. The Sex and the City board is particularly bitchy and can make the Circus Maximus look like a cakewalk. Makes me glad that my own little corner is relatively drama free.

I must be off to bed. I want to leave for the old home town by 10am because F has decided that we should hang out tomorrow afternoon. When did my life become ruled by a three year-old?