Diary of an up and coming sociopath

The third episode of Hyperdrive keeps the series just on the cusp of being funny. For every joke that works, there’s a scene with that terrible female character. Christ, they even managed to make the android character have one decent joke. Still, it’s credit to my total lack of taste that I’ll keep watching it, because it’s still not as bad as the first season of Joey.

I remember being told by Garry and Dipesh that January was going to be a hard month for us in Travel, being the peak time of the industry. What I didn’t know is quite how true that was. I feel like I’ve spent the last couple of weeks running around like a headless chicken. By the end of this I’m going to need a holiday myself.

Today Nikki met me from work and we went up to Virgin, and I bought Bubble Bobble Revolution for the DS. It’s all fine nicking Josh’s games, but I’ve been sizing up this remake for months and now I’ve finally been paid, I feel like celebrating. Of course I’ll celebrate some more when Fopp gets Family Guy Series 3 DVDs in and Forbidden Planet gets We3 in, but them’s the breaks. Try not to let the consumerism disgust you, it’s all I know.

On Saturday, I bought a Turkey crown. It cost me a tenner. I cooked it on Sunday and I’ve literally had turkey for every meal since. Luckily, Turkey is low in fat and works well even in sandwiches, so I’ve resorted to taking lunches to work in the hope that I can eat it all before Friday, which is my cut off date for e-coli or bird flu, or whatever it is Turkeys have. It’s a Herculean task.

Speaking of TV, and let’s face it, I was a few paragraphs back, Nikki and I finished watched Angel series 5, only around 18 months after we finished season 4. We’ve now begun on watching Quantum Leap, which surprised me by actually having a really excellent first episode. I remember it being way dodgier than it turned out. Not to mention how the high concept is just crying for a sequel/remake, Galactica style.

I’m also attempting to get back into the practise of going to sleep at a reasonable time on worknights. Seems to be going quite well. I’m not sure I can bring myself to do any earlier than half 12, though. It’s a never-ending struggle between body and brain. I love being asleep, almost as much as being awake at night. The weekends used to happily absorb the slack but since that one time when I slep 13 hours because no-one was around to wake me up, I’m starting to see it can’t go on that way forever. I’ll consider this a trial period.