The television - a Samaritan during other tribulations - had been RE-PO-SSESSED.

• In the Good Old Days, we had dangerous toys.

• "Words for Usenet without actually using the fucking word!"

A lovely evening at fluffymark's housewarming, which he has written up here. arkady's pics are here. We got there about nine. redcountess and I drank beer, arkady drank Mark's punch. And we drank damerell's sake. And the fake Bailey's. We played many entertaining party games, assuming it's okay to call Mark a party game. Bus home before midnight.

Today I have a twisted ankle. I have to hop everywhere, going "ow ow ow." This is most comical.

I twisted it getting off the bus at Walthamstow. It were spacktacular. OW FUCK ARGH BASTARD FUCK FUCK FUCK! I proceeded to hobble home using redcountess and arkady as walking sticks. A hundred metres is a long way on one foot.

(This is karma for saying to others "Well, you could hop!" every time they hurt their foot or leg. Bah.)

arkady braved Asda for bandages and rat food. My ankle is now bound and I may or may not be able to hobble to work tomorrow. Watched The Princess Bride on telly this afternoon. Our video tapes 16:9 off the Freeview box! Telly version was cut for time; we must get the DVD.

( Answers to the Saturday confessional. )