Every time I try and use my laptop DVD player it seizes-up halfway through a film. If it even starts at all. The other night we tried four different discs in it before having to resort to using data-CD with Suspiria burnt on it. And to add insult to injury I can't figure-out the timing on the subtitles I downloaded for my copy of Sholay.

Pah.

In other news, my novel is not really working-out. Unsuprisingly. At 3,000 words it has gone through several orgies, a number of P.O.V. changes and a mangling of the history of gun powder.

Also, I've decided to embark on a campaign of self-education. Much like last Summer, I intend to spend my time in the air-conditioned comfort of the library watching VHS copies of old movies.

And who the hell keeps stealing all my food. Half a loaf of bread and half a green capsicum.

Fhneh.

In closing! Though it saddens me, I have decided to leave-off growing a moustache.