Not again...

I was preparing for a bit of a moan about soulseek users, but I think I can't really be bothered. How many times can I be outraged by this entirely predictable behaviour? If I can just let go of the angst (and paranoia I named myself something unspeakable on the program...) Suffice to say I am still looking for Madman in a Basket.
I have had an extremely unproductive Sunday. I walked down the hill, I walked up the hill. I walked along the hill and met an orange cat that was MUCH friendlier than our orange cat. This one was quite eager to please, and I bet it never ravaged its food bag. I acquired some coat hangers, reshuffled the rubbish in my room and thought deep thoughts but acheived nothing. Another weekend gone. Ready to face another week of work? I think not, but that is what we all have to look forward to for the rest of our lives. The question is how to make it amusing? I used to look at people coming throug h lending services and imagine their stories. Now all I do is look forward to breaks and ulimately lunch. And of course slice and dice things in the bindery - so satisfying. I guess now that I have finally been introduced to the joys of withdrawing magazines I can pretend I am on Battlestar Gallactica destroying enemy fighters with every system beep.