At last, I’ve finished watching Alias Season Three. After a marathon session starting on Saturday afternoon, I eventually watched the remaining 12 episodes just before midnight.

Just about every single episode was brilliant, with shocks and surprises aplenty. Jennifer Garner was gorgeous throughout, even after getting beaten up by Korean Guards and wearing a dirty, chunky sweater. Melissa George – well, I fancied the pants off her when she was in Home and Away and she’s certainly worth a few self-intimate moments.

The best thing about this program is that fact that it doesn’t assume that it’s audience is stupid. Yes, there are the occasion quick plot updates that don’t make a lot of sense, but all-in-all this is top-quality TV.

Now, time for Season 4! Here’s hoping that I get it for my birthday.

I’ve even started eating cous-cous and increased levels of vegetables and fruit. My bowels are much happier for that fact.

Down with tasteless, unhealthy food!

See more progress on: Never eat McDonald’s again

Mine still says that I’m an RAF telecomms technician when I actually left the Airforce over five years ago.

I want to do that this week, which also plays with my procrastination goal.

It’ll be a beer-sodden affair and will get very messy once we’ve finished playing. We’re drawn very early on so I suspect that some of the band may be somewhat inebriated by lunchtime.

See you on the other side, though I suspect that I may still have time to add another entry or too on here before I go…

I’m not entirely sure why this is. I’m not the sort of person to just chat about nothing I suppose, so perhaps that’s part of it. I like talking to them but am easily distracted into doing other things, such as playing on my PC or just doing my own thing.

I really, really should phone them more often, especially my little sister in Toronto. My Mum I can visit (that’s potentially another goal I can add). Same with my Dad. My sister is on another continent.

It’s always good to hear their voices and I think they like to hear mine too.

So, here I am at 43 things setting this goal again. 8 glasses of water, or thereabouts, every single day. Better health here I come!

I’m not giving up beer though.

I suppose it’s an experiment in social engineering, in that you can find people that are attempting or desiring the same things that you are, and you can discuss it in the comments for each entry. I’ve entered a couple of things that I want to do so far – 41 more things to add.

I have no idea why it’s 43 things rather than 78 or 34 or some other number, but I suppose that’s all irrelevant. Have a go – it’s an excellent idea.

My two main problems relate to stamina and my upper range. I really don’t last very long at all (hmmm, sounds like other areas of my life) and I have trouble playing the high notes. When the Midlands Area contest rolls around next year I’m going to have to be playing the odd top D (thanks Howard Snell!) and as the piece is quite long (Images of the Millenium) I’m going to have to work on both of these things.

Our principle cornet has given me some exercises to do that will help to develop a stronger lip and aid in my ability to play those screamers. All I have to do now is find the resolve to actually practice the bloody things.