Groundhog Day (revisited)

I am living in Groundhog Day (again)

Every day is the same -
Wake up
Brush teeth
Dress
Eat cheap German cereal (Aldi-addict!)
Pack bag
Get in car
Sit in traffic
Seethe
Park
Enter office
Leave office for coffee
Seethe
Work
Go for long walk at lunchtime
Make unneccesary purchase
Work
Seethe
Try not to fall asleep
Get back in car
Sit in traffic
Seethe (there's a theme here, have you go it yet?)
Arrive home
Go for walk with Mrs S
Check e-mails
Eat dinner
Do a couple of token household chores (badly)
Do exercises in spare room, serial killer-style (you know, with a broody
look on my face and tattooes glistening in the sodium hue of the street
lights)
Go for bath
Watch CSI (sometimes two)
Go to bed
Awake
Brush teeth
Etc
Etc
Etc

Every day is the same.

Oh, apart from today, when I paraded about the big city dressed as Santa
Claus, being chased by gangs of local youths who screamed: "Where's Rudolph
now, ya fat bastard!"

Ho Ho Bloody Ho