Well I'm back from Wales and things have changed in my absence. Well two things. Firstly, I have new neighbours. I haven't really spoken to them yet, seeing as I'm exhausted, but they seem nice enough. They've got a Mac, so only time will tell if they are the Mac users that tell everyone else how great Macs are all the time or not. Here's hoping not. Secondly, the now bi-annual (or whatever), moronic show that is Big Brother is back. I managed to miss the start (due to being in Wales, where no-one cares about it. Maybe I'll move there.), but now that I'm back I know that I'm going to be bombarded with coverage of these jackasses for the next few months. Great. So I've come up with a plan to avoid learning anything about them and so denying them the fame that they don't deserve. It won't do anything to stop the show in the long term, but it's like being a vegetarian: even though everyone else still eats meat (or gives these nobodies their 15 minutes), it will still make me feel better. Anyone want to join me?

P.S. I might do another journal with my tales from Wales later, if I can be bothered. They involve survival at night in the woods, a crazed chainsaw weilding Welshman, and heavy mountain fog.