I appear to have year 3000 by Busted floating around my head. I’m sorry

Oh friday, the precusor to a three-day weekend, how I love you so. Bit fuzzy round the edges due to my wife’s encouragement for another G&T last night (its always someone else’s fault, never your own). But I’m fine, I will survive, I’m back from outer space etc. (reads last bit back, worries a little… Continue reading I appear to have year 3000 by Busted floating around my head. I’m sorry