I have come to the conclusion that my mother is actively working to annoy me.

In other news, I have gained a new television. It's exactly the same as my old one, but the reception is marginally better and the video actually works. I was going to watch a video to celebrate, but that old thing in which Robin Hood is a fox was on the telly and I watched that instead, followed by 'The Musketeers' in which that small, annoying boy who plays Charlie Bucket gets kicked in the face. I finally got around to watching half of Goldmember before I decided Austin Powers is boring and abandoned the whole thing.

Uhm, yeah. There is gum on my clothes from some unknown source. Some of it got on my back and hurt like a bitch when I noticed it earlier today and decided to get rid of it, but at least there is no more minty horridness on me any more.

I mostly posted this journal because my mother infuriates me. So... yeah, done.