It’s Monday and I have just wasted several hours watching the Australian Idol final. Which is odd, considering I didn’t watch any of the other episodes. I don’t really like reality shows – there was an ad during the show for “new Big Brother auditions!!!1!!” which made me feel all cold inside. Also, while watching the soothing yet mind-sapping Australian Idol, I unpicked about nine embroidered daisies from a linen teatowel – ironic (don’t you think) when you consider I want to embroider the teatowel myself. And yes I should have been watching Grey’s Anatomy instead, but I was pilfering that (I’m hoping this word catches on – if you can rip CDs, why can’t you pilfer TV onto DVRs?) and sort of forgot about it. And now my hand is all cramped from holding tiny embroidery scissors, and it’s my MOUSE HAND. This bodes ill for my internet addiction.