Pointless

I haven’t written much lately, haven’t thought to, I guess that means I’m doing well, that I’m involved with the world enough that I don’t need to write down what I can to see how I am today. Brent is, important, to me lately, he’s the one I feel I can rely on, which is different. Nicholas and I plan things, we talk three times a week about the novel, and other things, it’s good. I wake up in the morning and spend the day doing things alone before Robyn comes home, so that when she is home, I can focus on her. We watch the Voice, and it’s rubbish, we watch A Current Affair and listen to this weeks diet secret, this week beauty product that will change your life, this weeks cheap scandal or person with breast cancer, honestly, Tracy Grimshaw must be conscious of how appauling her show is, and she is basically the face of Channel 9, more than Overton, or the morning crew, she must have some talent, how can she stomach doing that show?