Impressive Pasta

My pasta sauce even impressed my Italian flat mate. I've always thought my tomato sauce was nice, but I realised the other day what it was missing: A little sugar. Now it's really lovely.

Seems like I'm in demand at the moment. Craig popped round earlier. Then he wanted me to go to his house and show him how to install Quake III. Next I got a call from Sophie asking me to install her new network card in her laptop. This I did, but in doing so I needed a Win98 CD (I kid you not). My CD was scratched, so I had to see if Craig, or any of his flatmates had a '98 CD. En-route I gave Tom a call as he sent me a text earlier on that I'd forgotten to reply to. In trying to ring Tom I realised that I'd inadvertantly answered an incoming call from Soph asking where the hell I had got to, to which I replied "I'm trudging around in the rain trying to find you a Windows 98 CD". Tom then texted me asking why I'd rang. Got the '98 CD, installed it, returned it. Got home. Now people want to chat to me on MSN, and I'd agreed earlier to play a game or two of Quake III now that Craig has it set up...

AARGH!