I hate this time of night. Never sure whether to go to bed or to put on the coffee and keep going. I'm more than a little tired, but if I sleep now I'll wake up too late in the day. I might wait until Dad finally fart-arses his way to bed then see what movies are on. Haven't watched any SBS since we've had it, haven't had the chance to get a look at in peace. Been nearly a year since I watched any television other than the Simpsons, South Park, Stressed Eric (seeing a pattern here?) and NewsRadio. Here I go whistling the theme to 'my three sons' into the distance. Uncle Charlie was an arsehole and a psychopath.