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I'd got these great plans...
Finish work at lunch time, come home, do a bit of housework, relax, so am fresh and full of energy ready for the weekend.
First Chris turned up at my desk 5mins before I have to catch the bus. Eventually got rid of him half an hour later, had to run in huge rain storm to get to the station.
Get home, then Dave phoned from the office. Big issues there :(
Start cleaning. Find some old photos and get distracted for an hour or two.
Decide to start tidying the spare room, but then Toni is online with her good news (YAY YOU). Have a quick chat.
Then EverDawn is online.
Then Shaun is online, and again, would be rude not to say hello.
Next thing I know, it's midnight, and I've not done any real cleaning. Not a problem, will pull an all nighter.
BRRRRRRING. Door bell. It's the first grand prix of the season, so Warren and the gang all turn up... ermm... vague hazy memories of me saying "everyone come round to mine for a GP Party"
Manage to get rid of them.
Phone their cell phone, invite them back. Heck, the housework can wait.
Everyone left around 6am. Time to start cleaning.
Ooooh - found my Calvin & Hobbes book. Just a quick 5mins skim, then back to the cleaning
Next thing I know, it's 9am. IceAngel is on the phone confirming what time her train arrives, the housework isn't done, I've not slept, and there's still three stories left in the Calvin & Hobbes book to read.
Will read just one more strip, and then start the cleaning - honest.
heee-heee-heee Calvin is trying to sell Hobbes to a pet store :)

Ouch

I got a paper cut off the last bloody page :(

Erm. Last Page?
No, you must have misheard me.
I promised myself I was only going to read one more strip, what I said was 'off the fifth from last page' *nods*
[whistles innocently, and goes back to cleaning....]
Oooooh Animaniacs is on TV.
[wanders off distracted]