Well the weekend has been fun. The electrics have been playing silly buggers with me. I hate sitting in the dark while the rain and wind lash against the windows.

I guess it started some time last night as I awoke today to see my alarm clock flashing some false time.

Then I was quickly watching last weeks's Lost before the football and pooom.. everything shut off.. for about 10 minutes and I started to panic that I wouldn't be able to watch the game!

Thankfully it came back on and went off and came back on again before kick off.

well I didn't like watching that. Jenni was here too and every time Arsenal did something stupid (every 2 minutes?) she moaned about it, "For goodness sake Cesc, did you leave your passing boots at home?" "That was awful! Adebayor!" and of course "Shoot! SHOOT!" Anyway, as she was sitting there with her thumb close to her mouth, I was extremely curious to wonder whether her thumb had a bugged microphone in it that was wirelessly connected to all our players and she was secretly communicating with them. tut tut.

When Flamini scored we jumped around in ecstasy until my nose started to gush blood so I didn't see Chelski's equalizer. (woo!)

Oh and sometime during the match, the electricity went off again for about a minute. People on the Isle of Wight probably hurt our screams.

I'm just waiting for my mum to come home now (Yeah, guess where she is?) And living on the edge by blogging knowing full well that I can be plunged into darkness at any minute..!!