Dreadful

I have an admission to make: I couldn't watch more than an hour of Cold Creek Manor. It was just too formulaic. Sharon Stone, however, has a nice poop chute. I need to prepare for this PC job. Must print out some invoices and get my CD-ROMs together. I suspect that it will require a reinstall of 98 but I sure hope not as that will take forever and a day.

Johnson is still tender but it heals. When I was 18, I wouldn't have let such a minor thing stop me but I guess I'm old now. It's just as well, I suppose, because I don't feel particularly frisky anyway.