Matthew Knott

Well, the weekend went pretty well despite some awful rugby, not doing anything I wanted to and have very little sleep saturday night. But despite all that, today is going to be worse. As Garfield said and Bob Geldoff sang, I hate (or don't like) Mondays.

Saturday went pretty well, didn't have too much work to do with Adrian, who was fitting our new bathroom suite, so between making cups of coffee spent most of the day playing with Michael. When he fell asleep, got some quality time on lord of the rings online, and also Command & Conquer 3. Good stuff.

Sunday was going to be a mad day anyway, but being woken up at 2 a.m. and not getting back to sleep until near enough 5 was never going to help. I had a plan to do x amount on a website I'm working on, and struggled to get it done, I had planned to go see my friend Alex, but didn't get a message back about a good time to go round, and went to see lisa in a friends house with the baby but she left the same time as me so we missed each other. But never mind, it was sunny and an okay day.

Today though, what a bitch. To start with I couldn't sleep last night and eventually went off around 1 ish I think. This morning, I couldn't find my belt, it's been hidden, my underwear is too god damn tight (yes, it is mine don't worry), my shoulders are killing me and I have a headache. It's going to be a fine day.