Weekends are meant to be the points inbetween work where I get to rest and recuperate right? Instead I seem to spend them burning the candle in napalm and having far too much fun. Last night's Halloween party was good fun, although my effort at a costume was pretty poor. Especially compared to the effort some people put in. Hopefully there aren't any pictures - no-one (else) should have the trauma of seeing Mr. Mines in a pair of bondage tape shorts.