I’m officially fed up. It’s been an interesting kind of a day though.

I started by typing up Tim’s tour dates on MySpace - all 37 of the bleeding things. Still, I didn’t think I’d have anything better to do with my day so it passed the time though half way through I definitely lost the will to live as it gets so repetitive and dull.

I finished with that and then watched the finale of House for this season. Well, I tried to. Halfway through Dad comes in and asks if I want to pick my contacts from the opticians as he’s going out anyway so I figure if that’s the case I might as well. To be honest, I wish I hadn’t gone. I daren’t call my father a racist but he occasionally goes on about how “Pakis”shouldn’t be here and the care journey to the opticians was one of those times. He was saying about how only 5% of our population should be ethnic minorities and then proceeded to count the ones he could see walking on the pavements. He frustrates me so much cos of his narrow-mindedness at times and then was one of those times but I managed to restrain myself from telling him to shut the hell up.

Got back and watched the rest of House and I cried. I’ll admit it. Not much mind you, but it is a rather sad ending. Even if you hate Cut-throat Bitch you’ll definitely feel for poor Wilson. Oh, and let’s not forget the whole WTF moment in it. The one, the only, Fred Durst makes a guest appearance in it. My God the years haven’t been kind to him at all. I had to do a double-take and then look it up on the Internet to be absolutely certain but it’s definitely him.

So, then the sun came up so I decided to see what the tent I’m taking to Latitude looks like and if I could erect it. That was fun with no instructions. Mind you, it is pretty straightforward and it’s huge as well. The only problem I foresee is getting it down to Latitude in the first place without a car.

You know how I said I lost the will halfway through doing Tim’s MySpace dates? Well I had to do all again next, putting them on Facebook this time. Facebook’s inputting of events and stuff is so much easier than MySpace’s and I didn’t quite end up losing the will to live. I mean as well as those two, I’ve put them on Angry (Feet), its forum and LiveJournal. I feel like I should know the entire schedule off by heart now but I dunno, I’m just so sick of it right now. I think my best bet is to forget about it for now and concentrate on something nice like Mark Watson’s book thing that he’s doing in Salisbury - that should be fun.