King of Excellent (according to Scaryduck)

Wednesday, January 27

Groundhog day

The alarm goes off, I lie there until I need the loo. Then I get up, the radio's got the same drone-like Sarah Kennedy waffling on about some trip somewhere. I turn off the radio, and put the TV on instead. The news: A soldier has been killed in Iraq, the people of Haiti aren't getting enough aid, Gordon Brown is unpopular. I sit down, eat my Special K and relax for 5 minutes, then I blog this and I check facebook/emails etc. Then I get John up, and leave about 7:20.

Groundhog Day. All I need now is "I got you babe" on the radio when I wake up.