Man I am bored. There is only so much belly lint that you can collect before it gets boring. By the time I make a coffee and hobble it to the stand so I can drink it it is luke warm. I have to strategically lean against the dunny wall so I don't piss everywhere, Do you know how hard it is to hop into position and lopsided piss trying desperately not to hit your collection of magazines? Especially the final squirt! But here I am, watching kids rubbish with my 4 year old trying not to stare too much at the strange looking face that has appeared in the tree out the back, it is freaking me out a little. And I'm sure that the magpies are planning some sort of group attack...