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There's nothing so depressing as going grocery shopping late on a Friday night, you might as well have a sign on your back, saying. 'I have no life'. Not that staying at home and being online is any better, but at least no one sees you *g*

So yeah, we visited one of James' cousins last night who's had a hip replacement, then hit the 24 hour Asda after. This is after TOTP of course, because JC had to be watched. ( And man, he's insane. Those hips will kill me ) I had to laugh too because as I was watching ( and hyperventilating ) the phone rang and it was Kay saying watch BBC1 now. I sort of made some incoherent noises, and she laughed and hung up.

I watched OZ when I got home, chilling out on the sofa with some potato salad and violent prison drama complete with full frontal nudity, which is perfect if you ask me. Well maybe not perfect. It would be perfect if some of my pretty boys were banged up in there too. Also, guess what? There's more characters than Beecher and Keller in Oz! Colour me surprised! ;)

Of course all this meant no in-box clearing because I'm a bad bad Terri :( But I'll get a start this morning, I really will. I might as well considering my body doesn't know how to sleep in any more. Sat is the one day I can sleep in, and do I? Hell no!

Before I go *waves at new friends