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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

It's astonishing how little you can get done when you have the entire day stretching out in front of you and absolutely no plans to do anything at all. Today, I got up and got dressed. That in itself took about three hours to complete. Then, skipping breakfast, I went straight to lunch for a bowl of hot and sour chinese soup from Superquinn which wasn't as nice as it promised to be. After that, I watched three episodes of Buffy (Season 2) in a row, during which both the cat and the dog crawled under the duvet with me. Due to this, I had absolutely no choice but to cuddle up with them and fall asleep.

And now it's 5.15pm and the working day is over. It's ridiculous. Thankfully, I counter this absolute waste of a day by spending most evenings wandering around aimlessly and arguing with my brother. He told me this morning that he watched about 2 hours of the first series of The Osbournes and has decided I am exactly like Kelly in every way, from behaviour to appearance, but only first series Kelly, before she becomes all drunken and sassy and believes her own press. I am taking that as a compliment.

However, to prove that I still at least have the potential to be a useful member of society, I got 9 out of 10 on this test. What do you get?

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