I woke up about midday, and I started watching some tv.

I got up about 1pm.

I didn't do much, I reinstalled windows one my machine that crapped itself the other day.

I burned a couple of cds, and started on tivo archiving again.

Woohoo, after I was able to delete some recordings, the tivo started working again, actually recording things.

About 5pm, I decided to drill a few more holes in my exhaust, to make it a bit louder, and perhaps stop people from changing lanes on me.

I couldn't find my bike key. I looked all over, but I couldn't find it.

I hope I didn't do something stupid like leave it in the bike again.

I went down to check, nope, it's not hanging out of the barrel.. it's sitting on the seat. D'oh.

I came back up, got the drill, and went down to have a go at drilling some more holes.

As I expected, with a cordless drill, it was a complete waste of time, and I gave up again.

I came back inside.

I sat around and did not much for a while, had some dinner.

About 10.25pm, one of my mate's called me, they were down the club, was I coming down etc.

I had been putting off going out, because it looked so cold out there.

I grabbed my stuff, and I took off. It was freezing out there.

I got down the club, had a couple of drinks.

My mate had shaved his head, and it made him look about 13 years old, like Bobby Hill.

Just before midnight, some idiot who must have been drunk, fell head first on to our table, and his head belted a full schooner of beer that went flying everywhere. He just stood back up again like nothing happened.

One of my mates went out and told one of the bouncers, and he got thrown out.

I was down the club until nearly 3am, then I came home.

I mucked around with tivo/dvd archiving again for a bit, and went to bed about 4am.