Come Take A Seat On My Anger Sword.

"I hate living in the future," said my Mammy when she got in from work earlier. "I wish I lived in a cave." I am living in my little brother Alex who is in Prague teaching English's room - until Wade and I find our palace - which is minature and warm and painted red. I sit on his computer which is my old computer with sixty windows open and messnger running, engaging in vague communication with my little brother Zef who is doing the 'Living In The Future' video downstairs.

Zef says: WAFL Zef says: I NEED A POO Zef says: so go to loo if you need to use it cus then i am showering and releasing myself of all filth Adam says: cheers for that. Zef says: :)

Pondering the strangeness of modern communication, I am interrupted by the buzzing of my mobile. I have a message from my Nan. It says:

CONGRATULATION ON THE BIRTH OF YOUR BABY LOTS OF LOVE AUNTY NORA

We haven't progressed that far, I think.

Actually, we have. I'd never heard of this guy two hours ago. Now he is my favourite man. Cheers to Lloyd Owen for that.