My time spent playing Grand Theft Auto IV has been steadly rising since I've been home, and on one level, I feel like a complete bum, but on another level, there's not a whole lot else for me to do.

I haven't started work yet, although they did call me this morning at 9 to see if I wanted to come in, but I was asleep and didn't get the message until it was too late. I'll go in tomorrow to talk to them.

Also, I've been trying to get into the Hobbit, but can't. It starts off pretty slow, plus I'm not too big on how it's written, at least I wasn't at first, but I'm slowly warming up to it. It's a kid's book, so it takes some getting used to. I'm sure me not getting into it is a combination of GTA and not picking the book up until 3:30am, when I just read a paragraph and go to sleep.

I still haven't posted the story about John's last night out in Geneseo, but I will do that soon. Probably. Maybe. I haven't even unpacked my car yet.