"HE SHOULD'VE MADE THE WEEK AN HOUR LONGER. LOUSY GOD" Yesterday was pretty damn cool. Sundays usually blow bigger than a coach in Tel Aviv. Must have been the nut-roast. Or maybe the company. Today is yet another Bank Holiday which is fine with me - I work a shorter day and get paid more for the 'inconvenience'. Money is going to become more of an issue over the summer because I want to get back to the States before Christmas. This means I may have to put the next tattoo on hold for a while - ink in my arm or San Francisco sunshine = tough decision. Maybe I'll swing both. Should be an interesting week ahead. I have way too much preview stuff to read, a load of website crap to upload and the Gerry Adams thing too. I finally got my email up and running again properly. Turns out AOL's crappy pathetic cockwart messaging software had got itself tangled in my email somehow. So I've ditched AIM again but for good this time. Fuck AOL/TimeWarner. If anyone wants to chat 'realtime' with me then drop me a line and we'll find some software not created by a fuckwit with a plastic spoon. Coffee time. Mike is blogging: to an old scratched mix CD that he forgot all about