Another night in as K is off to her friend's house for early warming purposes. I meet up with Alex at the Tollgate for a bit on the way home, catching up on chatter while she catches up with her emails on their surprisingly decent Wi-Fi connection. Before she's done she asks if I need to check anything- clearly forgetting that (slightly sadly) I spend around 8 hours a day at work on the internet, quite a bit of the evening and have it handy on my phone at all times. I genuinely wonder how different my life would be if I was one of those disconnected people - and wonder if the gulf between those of us online at all times and those people who have no interest in Twitter, Facebook, blogs and "all that" will soon grow completely insurmountable. Were it not for the internet, I wouldn't have my job, I wouldn't have met my fiancee nor would I be writing this or anything I've written in the last couple of years. Weird.
As I'm being left alone again tonight and having spent last night sat inside sober while K went out and got trashed (eventually bowling in at 2am) I decide to pick up a couple of cans on the way back to the house. There's not a lot to do so I play a bit more FIFA and catch up on a little blogging. At 9pm More4 start showing Richard Dawkins' brilliant series The Genius of Charles Darwin, which I'd enjoyed a lot when it aired last year, but this time they're showing it as one big three-hour evolutionathon. I still find it enormously fascinating, though I'm a bit weary by the time it ends at midnight and K comes back into to find me lying on the sofa grumbling about insane creationist science teachers and bizarre Australian preachers.
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