The B Word

BORED.

Sophie had a busy day and crashed, so I'm on my own at the moment. A headache means I can't stay long at this computer, I'm read out, and Friday TV has such choice offerings as "Engaged and Underaged" (if I'm lucky, one or two channels might run one of those shows where an unwitting family moves into a house that turns out to be haunted, one of their children becomes possessed and starts talking in a freaky Leonard Cohen voice, then an exorcist or Native healer comes in and makes everything all better with some jibber-jabber). On the brighter side, tomorrow is supposed to be gorgeous and warm, excellent walking weather after two weeks of snow. Also, Hoax is playing.