The Importance of Being Idle

Omm The Great Spider God

Omm the Great Spider God lives under my wheelie bin. This is extremely bad news for me. As you know I am a card carrying arachnophobe (well, that's a lie, I don't have a card), so meeting this beast - so large you could put a saddle on it and ride it like a malicious eight-legged horse from hell - was not a fun experience. Although to be fair, it lives outside and seems content to stay there. If the smaller house spiders that I slaughter on an almost daily basis had the sense to send out some sort of envoy to The Great Spider God and actually get it to come into the house... well I'd have no choice but to gather some precious belongings, set fire to the place, and go and live in my car. Maybe even nuke the place from orbit, just to be sure.
Other than that remarkably little happened yesterday. For reasons which escape me channel five cancelled the advertised episodes of CSI (Quentin Tarantinos no less, which had pretty much been the focus of the entire day) "as a mark of respect to those who lost their lives on Thursday", and instead showed some much nicer episodes, one featuring a murderous surgeon who cut his victims into very small neat pieces, and the other a body that'd turned to soap in a barrel... like anybody recently bereaved was gonna be watching CSI to cheer themselves up anyway.
NASA is supposedly getting the shuttle programme back underway again today, although its nice to know its as hi-tech as ever - apparently a window just FELL OUT and damaged some of the heat shield. Now, as I'm sure we all remember, it was ice damaging the heat shield which lead to the Columbia tragedy so I myself wouldn't be keen to get on the Discovery today myself. Also, A WINDOW FELL OUT! Fucking hell, the windows don't fall out of my CAR, I wouldn't be too keen to go to space in something the windows fall out of. I hope this mission goes okay, cos if it don't the manned space-flight programme is finished. Also I don't really want any more astronauts (or anybody for that matter) to be blown up. It's been a bad week for people being blown up.
Its a third day of ridiculous heat and stunning lethargy today. I've no idea what I'm gonna do, although I do have to go out and put a cheque in the bank (a much needed cheque, I might add - the financial situation here is really going down the toilet...), so I suppose I'll be doing that, and then coming home and collapsing in a puddle. Yay!

posted by BadMonkey @ 11:23 AM