nothing...

yes that seems to be the theme i live by now. lets see now, saturday the whole day i did nothing, then today all i did was sleep. my only excitement came while watching the FIM, no suprise who won, Rossi and poor Gebernau ran out of fuel at the last lap.

then i forced myself to stay awake and watch Man Utd kick Newcastle's ass. then i'm back to basking in the glory of my comforter. yeah and the tv is on with the Crodile Hunter going on. why can't somebody call me up and say those magic two words; 'M Satu'.

or call me and say 'i missed you...'

i ask a lot, later.

p.s. in two days time i kill you bloggie...