This is NOT the time for maths homework.

I started my What To Do list in the nice notepad.  Only thought of three things to do today though; couldn't think of much else I needed to get done on a rainy Saturday. 
I went for a bike ride with my dad to The Masons again when the weather seemed to be improving.  For the ride home he challenged me to a race but to give him a chance I had to go on the road while he cut across the field.  I accepted the challenge thinking that the road went in roughly the right direction and that, despite the huge hill to slow me down, I'd always be getting nearer to the finishing line.  Not the case at all.  The first half mile of road is all up a steep hill that has cyclists travelling at most as fast as someone on a relaxing jog, but probably closer to the speed of someone walking.  The road also forces you to travel further and further away from my house until you get to the top of the hill (where I threw up from exhaustion), at which point you finally turn towards the wrong side of Garswood (but at least it's towards somewhere in Garswood).  Meanwhile, my dad would have been heading practically directly towards home on a field that is either flat or downhill with the odd slight incline here and there. 
Obviously I lost the race.  He probably got back in the time it took me to get to the top of the hill and then recover from spewing my guts out.
Next time he can go on the road and I'll cut across the field. 

Earlier, when I was playing on the XBOX my mum kept complaining about how "loud" it was.  It wasn't loud at all.  It was on 25/100 and she has it on 30/100 at the absolute minimum when she watches TV. 
Now, as I'm writing this and listening to Shinedown through my headphones, I can still hear her on the phone to my aunt.  She refuses to keep her voice down.  Grr. 

Last night I went through all of Liz's Bookshelf blogs and labelled each one with the rating she gave them out of 5.  Now it's easy to see which books are good, at least in her opinion, and which ones aren't so fantastic.  I was considering labelling them with both the rating given and also that rating rounded to the nearest integer.  I only thought of doing that half way through though and I couldn't be bothered reopening thirty or so posts to change them again for so little gain.  Maybe later. 

I'm going to go and watch a steam train pass through Garswood station now.