Is it a sin to be flexible when the world comes in?

I've been ripping my Erasure CDs to mp3 files and, as always happens when I listen to Erasure, I feel like a gay chorus boy. Also added some more songs to my mix disc lists.
No concrete word on the @home job.
I did not die during the driving lesson and the 'mate says that she wants to do it again Sunday before we go to see Rent.
Ah, spring, when a young man's thoughts turn to 'what the hell can I make for dinner?'