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Woo Hoo! It's Saturday night. But wait. here I am, at home, alone. Oh well. It's cool. It's almost 2100hrs and I'll actualy be going to bed somewhat early tonight. Well, here's the small and skinny on the life of Skippy up to now. Or Adam. But most people call me Skip. So Skippy, Skipper, Skip-a-roo, or... whatever... tend to happen. Long story, tell you some other time.

I helped one of my mates move today. She was happy about that. Made two trips between Los Angels and Anaheim (home of my ex-employer Disneyland). That was fun though. She's getting settled at her mates flat on a temp basis. Means we'll prolly move her again in a month or so. I suppose I should use my truck for something aye?

Other than that... I had a total Del Taco craving that I demolished tonight with a beef burrito, three soft and one hard taco, and some chilli-cheddar fries. Yah... at near 2100hrs, that'll be killing me tomorow. I worked hard today so it was worth it. So much for eating well. Although, once I de-stress the muscles and get over today's heavy lifting, I'll be a regular at the fitness club with my flatmate. Should be fun.

That's about all. I work tomorrow so anyone who needs to know they're not alone, I am with you!I work Monday too. Yay. We have a holiday on Monday. Some Columbus day crap. Hell, he didn't even REALLY discover America. What the hell are we taking a day off for? But eh, fuck it. I get paid time-and-a-half, plus eight hours holiday pay, and there's no traffic on the motorways AND I don't have to really work cause no one will be calling. Huzzah!

Okay. Have a good night. I'm going off to catch up e-mail, budget and maybe an episode of something I like on the tele then 'tis bed time.