What would you be doing now? I expect I'd drive down to me burds and snuggle up on the sofa with a glass of vino watching One Foot In The Grave. Either that or rape someone.
I thought we were all supposed to be dead by now? Well my phone hasn't stopped ringing all morning, shed load of emails on the PC and an office full of people so not the end of the world. Obviously the Mayans didn't have a feckin clue.