I'm tired and fed up! Another quiet Friday night in. There are big car bills to pay, I've got to fork out £799 for a season ticket at Spurs next season (ouch!) and I hate my frickin' ISP (à la Todd Rundgren); they have just started imposing peak hours (4pm to midnight) 'traffic shaping', which means my download speed could get cut in half during that time (and for up to four hours afterwards apparently). I should complain about all of this but what's the point? Well maybe it's because I don't complain about such things that they happen. It's really all my fault.
By the way, what's happened to Chloe in 24? She was last seen sobbing in CTU and then we got a shot of her empty chair. Where the hell has she gone? Back to delivering pizzas? It's time we all got back to the good life.
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