Diary of an up and coming sociopath

Today has been a very active one, as far as the life of me goes. I got mum to wake me up at 10:30, which meant about an hour of confused writhing in a sleepy daze, before I dragged myself out of it and got to work. I say “work”, I mean catching up on all my pre-christmas ebay stuff. I successfully pushed my goal of liberating some of the crap from my ownership, and sent off a couple of CDs, and payment for a 2nd Amendment 6-track.

Once in town, I parked up after much holding-pattern circle driving (for truly it is the idiot who chooses to go into town for a ‘quick’ visit in the middle of the lunch hour…) and then went to the bank. That was relatively painless, but only because I was depositing money rather than withdrawing. I may have, for the first time in over a year, avoided extending my overdraft for the holidays. Joy! Does this mean, perhaps, that I’ve found the correct level of cash flow? Could it somehow be related to doing some work in the last 3 months? Well, I’m not one to speculate. Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. Let’s not jump to conclusions.

The post office was a much stupider affair. It was packed with all manner of people, making me wonder if Post Offices should be a little larger, and have a café-bar in. They could become real social hubs, you know. I debated, in my brains, the merits of starting up a postal service of my own, that’s entirely computerised. Post offices seem to be horribly inefficient and things like weighing for postage and form renewals could surely be done by some system of computerisation. Then I realised that it’s probably not cost effective to replace the infinitely replacable easy-to-maintain humans with a limited supply of expensive and hard-to-maintain computers. And then I realised that, as I understand, the sending of normal letters actually loses money for Royal Mail so there’s no reason to make it more efficient, because there are other areas worth concentrating on.

So for anyone wondering why I haven’t set up my own postal system, that’s it.

I later picked Nikki up from work and we went to the Supermarket so that I could do some shopping. I actually managed to buy some food for the week, though when I got home I realised I’d bought Turkey steaks. Like I haven’t had enough turkey recently… Oh well. We watched some more of Angel series 1, and then eventually I took her home.

That’s about it for the day. I watched more Futurama. My 2-episodes a day rule recently became a 4-episodes a day rule, which I unfortunately then exceeded. I have self restraint but when Futurama commentaries are involved, who wants it?