A personal public holiday

Like all Sundays, this one was also incredibly unproductive. Woke up at 9:30 because my brother was banging on my door for some reason and spent most of the morning just sitting around listening to music. After lunch, I read about 12 pages of Wild Swans (which i swear is almost as boring as Emma) and wrote the chapter summary that i was assigned to write. The book is supposed to be the story of three generations of a family but reads like a damn textbook with anti-communist propaganda thrown in for good measure. It was positively mind numbing... Anyway, went for a 2 hour bike ride going nowhere in particular, got home and watched the football. Broncos won... how pissy...

About 15 minutes ago I was having a talk to Regina and it seems she's having an equally unproductive day. So we decided to make an occassion of it. From this point on, 13 March will be known as "Alan and Regina sit on thier arses and do nothing day". If you would like to take part in this inactive activity, please leave a comment so that the name of this day can become even more stupidly long.

random haiku for today (all untitled for various reasons):

blossom and perish,
that will be my exodus
there is no other...

this new age surfing
(no water or boards required!)
makes lazy men fat

Old Man on the street
cold, hungry, yet happy. why?
no Misses Old Man