So glad I'm not the only weirdy! I did have a weird dream the other night, DH had stretchy arms, they would grow up to 1/2 a mile in length, can't remember what he did with them but I know it annoyed me because he never got out the sofa to get a beer so I never got to sit on the sofa (he sprawls a lot and won't shift, so I have to get in when he stands up). Can't recall how he managed the loo, but he would reach through to the bedroom for new socks and things and never leave the sofa.

I'm also happy our emergency number is 999, so why 7/7/5 was picked I don't know - I'd have waited for 7/7/7... oh no, what's going to happen on the 9th of Spetember 2009? OK, that's not a nice thought now. I think Australia's safe though because you're not as stupid as the people who voted Tony Bliar in; while I don't think we should change our politicians or our bank holidays for a minority group when we're not even allowed the Christian holidays off (like Whit Monday), people should accept they've moved somewhere and not try to make it like home (this refers to British ex-pats too).

Anyway, not to turn this into a rant... Right, well, I feel really ill but daren't go home in case they sack me, DH is at home "ill" and he's fine and he won't have cooked me dinner because he wants me dead really, just won't admit to it when I ask him about it. I'll stop my mind from wandering because my DH always gets the worst of my thoughts, but then again it's his fault for being stupid and trying to argue with me when I say stupid things.