Movie night

It's been a funny old week really, and I'm pretty shagged out at the moment, or at least the energy levels are low. So last night I attacked the "Films I've not gotten around to watching" pile of DVD and chewed through three films, a bottle of wine and various low fat munchy treats. Yay! Not quite as much fun as an enormous pizza when it comes to darkened room accompaniment, but it'll do. Cranked up Hot Fuzz, Drunken Master and Desperado. All damned fine films, it has to be said. Was clearly on a roll when I went movie shopping that day.

Goldie Lookin' Car is up on blocks at the moment; it's that time of year when the vehicle servicing industry make me pay for only ever buying really cheap cars - death by MOT - and sure enough, the much abused Veccy has a pile of ailments as long as the Fuhrer's Knob. It's time to get a quote, and to see if if's worth fixing or whether I'm dipping back into the second hand vehicles market again. Mind you, given that Milo the MileEater is still sans' engine, and Death Machine / Bug is weeks from running, it's made getting to work a bit of a ballache. I tried out this "Public Transport" thing yesterday. I budgeted two hours, rather than the usual twenty minutes I can normally get it tied down in. I needed all of it. The bus drops three miles away from the office - you can get no closer. The buses that drop at the bus stop outside the office door stop at 7.45am. Naff all good if you work the late shift. So, it's going to be out of the door at ten to five next week to ensure I make it to the bus station in time for the first one out. Deep meaty bliss. Sometimes folks, this country is just shite. Four days off on the bang now. I'm out west to drink all the beer in the world with TwM; sometimes I think I aught to cut down a bit, and spend a bit more time in the gym. Felt a damned sight better for my morning spent hitting the pushbike yesterday. So yeah. Bit of exercise next week. Why not.