WAKEY WAKEY I had been in bed all of an hour when the burglar alarm went off. Noisy things. Especially when you are standing on a ladder at 5.30am right underneath the bloody thing with a hammer and saying hello to the neighbours as you belt the thing off the wall. The alarm was installed by the previous owner and we had no code for the fucking thing - hence the hammer. Back to bed with ringing ears. Woke up to find the 'removal' of the alarm had tripped the circuit breaker so the power was off. Fantastic. Things got better when Jess' new CUTE Spanish tutor arrived. Spent the morning throwing out about six years worth of old writing. And then saw that Boag had left me a Transformer: Sweet. Mike is blogging to: Mix CDs