ick – the weekend is over and it’s back to work.

And as per usual, the weather was lousy all weekend, but Monday morning? bright and glorious. but of course.

can’t say we did a whole helluva lot this weekend. i did manage to catch up on some sleep a bit, which helped enormously. Saturday, i *think* we made it as far as the post office and the video store. watched “criminal” which was quite good. maggie gyllenhal is amazing. however, you’ll be shocked and astonished to hear that i fell asleep during the first viewing. yes, again. why my body decides movie time is nap time is a mystery for the ages.

sunday the ex flatmate came by to collect the *mountain of shit* she has left in our lounge for the past three weeks. hooray for that. booo for taking the muffin tins and ironing board with her. not that i use the ironing board, mind you. but it was nice to know it was there.

the moved *mountain of shit* also means we have massive voids in the living room where the telly and the beanbag used to be. we’re talking great prarie plains of space. if i still had the inner ear balance of a twelve year old, i could do cartwheels in there.

so we headed off to pick up the telly which my dear, sweet, thoroughly socialist colleague donated to me. being a socialist has nothing to do with it (after all she obviously has a television) but i find it endearing to debate with her and wind her up. anyway, she wouldn’t take any money for it, so i baked her a batch of cookies (cookies are the universal answer to every social situation, i’ve found) and bought a bouquet of flowers. the *free* telly now has pride of place in the lounge, but looks a little forlorn. the ex-flatmate’s telly was 840 feet across if it was an inch. and the free telly does not have a remote, so i am getting sooo much more exercise now! did i mention it was free?

after all the moving and wrangling and cleaning which ensued, we had a bbq in the rain. i like to call it “chickens in the mist”. the neighbours came and ate, and then we sacked out for the evening.

at this point, i am going to admit to j’s and my guilty sunday night pleasure. yes, well there is *that*. but also, there is “world’s wildest police videos”. now the international flavour of this show leaves a lot to be desired – either that or the whoppingly vast majority of the *WILDEST* police videos occur in Georgia and alabama, with a smattering of louisiana thrown in. if you believe this show, all we’d need to do to eradicate crime, would be to detach those states, float them out to sea and sink them with a giant bomb. (sorry you’re lumped in there with those bad boys as well, florida, but geographically, i can see no way around it. besides, there’s also the giant sin known as disneyworld.)

in any case, if you have not yet caught this compelling piece of television programming, i highly recommend it. not only is there the overwrought drama of the narrative dialogue (things such as “*these* criminals thought they were in for a funny joyride when they stole this car, but they won’t be laughing when they feel the long arm of the *law*”. i just made that bit up, but i swear to god, it’s so much more hilarious than that, and they really do say things like “long arm of the law”, although since it’s just a narrator’s voice, it’s impossible to tell if it’s with a straight face.) but there is *also* the host’s distinctly george plimpton-esque glow-in-the-dark teeth combined with orange tan, and the unbelievably d-grade re-enactments. it’s enough to inhibit bladder control.

so every sunday evening we watch this before going to bed, and it’s just our little weekly ritual. definitely takes the edge off the back-to-work blues.

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