I got up, felt a bit crook, I wonder why, maybe it was the bottle of Ricadonna, and 4 cans of JD/lemonade last night.

I bummed around on the computer for a while, watched some tv.

The TiVo stuffed up, did it's trick of the remote refusing to be accepted. I haven't seen it do this for a while.

I just left it going, since it was recording something.

I went and put the washing on, and while I was in there, Dad crapped on to me about going up to Bundy too, but it wouldn't have been worth it. It's so late, the tickets would cost him a lot, we'd have to get accommodation somewhere, since I couldn't have him staying with my mates parents in laws etc.

I'll only end up being in court for 5 minutes anyway, and there's nothing he can do for me.

I finished putting the washing on, and then went and watched more tv. The watchdog process finally kicked in on the TiVo, and it rebooted itself. I continued watching tv.

I went and hung the washing out, I heard the phone ringing, I jogged in, and answered it. It was my drummer mate, and he was coming to pick me up to go around to our mate's place. I went back out, and finished hanging out the washing.

I jumped in the shower, and got ready, and then my mate turned up. He gave me back a DVD I'd lent him, and then we went around to our mate's place.

We had to knock on the door for ages, he came staggering out, and let us in. We sat around for a bit, I played the guitar, and then we went to get some lunch.

We went and got fish and chips, and then went back to our mate's place again, I couldn't eat it all, I was feeling a bit crook.

We played the instruments for a while, our mate (the lead guitarist) was just mucking around, and wouldn't try to play anything that my other mate and I were, so we put up with that for a while, and then my mate got fed up. We listened to some recordings we'd made, but they were just noise pretty much, we packed up the drums, and left.

I had intended to take the left over lunch home to eat for dinner, but my mate threw it out, oh well.

My mate dropped me at home, and I sat and did some blogging, then watched tv for a while, and felt really tired.

I went to bed about 7pm, lay there watching tv for a bit. I'm supposed to be getting ready for work, and going back tomorrow, but the senior DBA is going to a meeting in Sydney tomorrow, and so won't be going up to Maitland until Tuesday, I might take a day off.

I got a call from the project manager, wanting to know if I wanted a lift, but I told him that I was going to take the day off tomorrow, because I felt a bit crook.

I went back to watching tv, and I fell asleep watching tv, at about 10pm. I woke up again, around midnight I think, but I was too tired to do anything, like get up and turn off the light, and the tv, so I just went back to sleep again.

I woke up again, about 3am, got up, turned off the light, and the tv.