Sure I knew it was meant to be good, you know what it's like when too many people tell you you have to watch something and you go fuck that, but I've finally given into Lost, read my dreary post about liking a TV show here I normally stick with Vic and Bob cos I love it and The Prisonerand Firefly because they had a finite span, I'm weary of shows with a mystery concept that keep yanking our chains by prolonging stuff until everything sucks, but I put up some purty pictures as well to quell the readers pain.

My friend Jono has a good post on some sunny D sludge spewing everywhere, we live in the same house too, and he said, you better not be blogging about this lorcs, I went no (inbetween bouts of Splinter Cell ), I don't talk about the real world or news stories in my blogs, just,  as he rightly pointed out, my bizarre fantasies  and, as I would add, my own fears about how I may turn out in the future I'm just fearing the mullet, obviously if I was 37 like this guy and ended up with a 24-year-old sword-weilding laydee I'd be pretty pleased.

lorcs