Bought the new Garbage album.  It hasn’t grabbed me in the same way that 2.0 and Beautiful Garbage did, but nor did their first album when I first heard it, and I love it now, so I suspect this one’ll be a grower.

There’s something wrong with me.  I’m  really enjoying using a treadmill again.

I wish this sore throat would fuck off.  It’s been about two weeks now, and really, it’s just not funny any more.

Am contemplating Slimelight at the weekend.  Can I get a show of hands from anyone planning on going, as a decision making aid?

Caught an episode of CSI: New York for the first time at the weekend.  It was OK, but I worry about the way they seem to be diluting the franchise like motherfuckers.  Also, surely the point of watching CSI is to watch Grissom do his Holmes-With-A-Heart routine?  (Also Jorja Fox…)

OK, perhaps worry is a little strong.  I mean, it’s not keep me up nights, or anything.

OK, wittering now.  Time for bed.  And CSI.