The End Of The Week

Just when I thought it couldn't get much worse, the night I had been looking most forward to didn't happen. It hadn't even sold out but everyone had decided that they couldn't be arsed any more and so we stayed in. I suppose the disappointment from the previous few nights would have got to them by now but union nights are different. I have never queued to get in, the drinks are all sold at very reasonable prices and its close enough to home for us not to need expensive taxis there and back. Tonight was even going to be a night where (I was hoping) I would enjoy all of the music which is the make or break part of the night for me.

So as I'm sure you can imagine, I was a little bit cheesed off with everyone and decided to hide in my room and sulk for the rest of the night, catching up with the every increasing missed TV from the week. Thankfully there were enough comedy gems to cheer me up slightly and after a couple of episodes of the Hairy Bikers and The Big Food Fight, I was feeling much better. I know I'm an easy person to please but sometimes it's the little things in life that bring happiness to us all.

Slept like a log this time and even found out (when I eventually crawled out of bed) that the aerial had been installed and that the banging that I thought I dreamt was actually the man on the roof hammering the cable in place. So we now had TV which meant that I could watch Derren Brown this evening and Peep Show afterwards.

Despite being overjoyed that I can now watch TV, it seems to somehow have got stuck on Sky Sports News, brining back bad memories of the last year. The other four housemates want to get Sky but thankfully no one has been bothered to do anything about it yet. It's not just the cost that puts me off but I could manage quite happily with BBC channels and Channel 4. I rarely watch ITV and the only reason I watch channel 5 is for The Gadget Show. Other than that I don't even watch other freeview channels and I know that if we do end up getting Sky then the TV - my TV - downstairs will end up showing the football constantly. It's bad enough them talking about it all the time without having to actually watch it, my only hope is that they will all be too disorganised to get it sorted.