May 14th, 2002

A Night of Rapture

I'll be glad when this day reaches it's end, when I can go home and get on with my much-to-much-to-do-but-must-be-done housework and studying. Although it is not the pleasure I seek for tonight it must be done and it must be done now, I must abstain from the evils of television(although I would like to watch The Experiment at 9 on BBC1) but my space has cable and the communial space has the playstaion combined with the fact that at some point during the week Kevin will bring home a pirate copy of Spider-Man(but I will still be going to see it at the cimena) and things seem bleak, I must rely on my will power to hold out(says the smoker who spent nearly £100 on comics this month).