I like the tuna here

I've got a long week of work lined up, 7 to 4, Monday to Friday. I can't say I'm exactly looking forwards to it, but at least it will keep me distracted from a certain cripplingly depressing subject that has been on and off my mind for the last month.

Another welcome distraction would be some god damned driving lessons, if I ever get insured on my Dad's Focus, which I have pretty much come to accept that I won't.
I've certainly spent this weekend absorbing myself in all automotive related media, sitting on /o/, watching interviews with rally drivers on youtube, revising my theory and doing some research on Wikipedia, like finding out what the hell a misfiring system does.
I'm even trying to find a good magazine to get into. I've bought a copy of Max Power, and as ridiculously chavvy as it may seem it has definitely risen in quality since I last saw it, but I pretty much know without even reading it that I won't be continuing with it. Redline has very much impressed me, and I managed to grab the local WH Smith's sole copy. The most highly recommended title has been Sport Compact Car, yet while it absolutely looks the best it has proven extremely difficult to get hold of, my hunt will continue however.
Paul has also decided that his wheels are fit to go to Wales, so tickets have been ordered and we are ready to go.

Yesterday I watched the film Night At The Museum, which was only marginally better than I thought it would be, but I was expecting it to be alright so it's all good. Quite surprisingly it had absolutely loads of well known actors, including a cameo by the legendary Charlie Murphy! Enjoyable stuff.

I also finished Horus Rising last night, an excellent book from an excellent author. I don't know what I'll be reading next, although I'm not really in a mood to read anything tonight so I'll probably think about it tomorrow.

I begun composing todays entry just as I returned from the local aerodrome, at which we mourned Guy Fawkes failed attempt at destroying the Houses of Parliament. Burgers and hot dogs were consumed, fireworks were viewed, and a bonfire was withstood, the flames from which were so fierce they gave me a newfound respect for firefighters.