I am doing some overtime at work tonight (a long story involving a hairline fracture, double time and a taxi chit. Is that a country song?). It's amazing how after twelve straight hours or so you can get a sort of manic second wind and actually achieve a lot. I think I'm about to collapse now, though.

There is a Big Day Out Pixies rumour. Ohpleasepleaseplease... ('let me, let me, let me get what I want this time'.) I have wanted to see them for *14 years*!

Siobhan's homecoming: T minus 36 hours! Woo! Danni's homecoming: T minus, erm, 12 months minimum! (Sigh.)