we're all lost out in the desert and we're going to die, so wipe that salt and sand from your blistering eyes

After a thoroughly manic week at work it was great relief to have a nice weekend. Started by playing football during which i was a bit rubbish but it was good to be outside then got back to an empty house (two of my housemates are away and the other is never in) so i could sit, read the paper and watch some the first series of Arrested Development which had greeted my return. The series is described by the lead guy as Royal Tennenbaums filmed like Cops (or the Office if i were to offer a British equivalent) and the few episodes i watched had me laughing to painful levels. Then me and Pete went to Manchester in the afternoon to watch Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins which was amazing. They started at the back of the venue and sung themselves to the stage and then launched into their set. Each member was so engaging to watch perform and they sounded amazing (it made me want to be in a band and tour). Each person was given a song sheet kind of like the ones you get for Christmas Carols (but full of songs i'd actually like to sing). Unfortunately we had to stay over night as the last train was only at 10.20 so after a night on the floor we had to get a train to Stockport (man, that place is depressing) and get a replacement coach service through snake pass as they were fixing the line. It wasn't so bad though- read some of Middlesex which i'm loving and looked at the rather foggy hills. Got home, read the paper and more Arrested Development then onto squash, which i, of course lost but was good fun as ever. A bit of a sit down then some poker. So all in all a gtood weekend. Now the cold harsh reality of Monday has struck in which i have to write my part of a journal article, interview three people and teach. I'm gonna be tired but i should probably finish there and actually try and write this bloody article!