Here I am again, on another waking night. It's only 11.13 pm so far, and I have about another 8.5 hours to go, or there abouts, before I can drive home (another 20mins), and get into my bed. So I should hopefully be in bed by 8am! Myself and the 2 nightstaff have been on a hunt for food tonight, but so far we're not entirely sure what we want. I hate that feeling. I get told off by my Mum (yes, still!) for standing and staring into the open fridge in the hope that something nice has materialised since the last time I did that (about 10 mins before...!). So, when is someone going to get around to inventing the Star Trek food thingy (can't think what it's called, so I must be tired!), then we could all have what we wanted all the time. That's a thought - why aren't any of them fat? Star Trek peeps, that is. Do they eat loads, and just have it materialised out of them again, or does the food not really exist, or what? Hmmm....

I suppose another paragraph would help to break up this rambling. I definitely want Pringles now. I do have a chicken spring roll, a scotch egg, and a sausage roll in the fridge, but their just not the same. We're hoping someone may be able to deliver Pringles to us!! Any offers?? : )

So, I suppose I should get on with some work now, as that is what I paid for. I'm sure I'll be back later!