Sometimes (more than sometimes), you leave your phone at home (under the duvet where it woke you up), and then get home after long day's work (slog) to find no-one has called or messaged anyway and it made no difference whatsoever you left your phone at home and you feel all emo and throw phone across room yelling 'no-one loves me'.
Proved wrong today. Got home at 6.30, to lovely lovely news on phone. It wouldn't have made any difference having known it earlier, but it made my day.
And I really am furious that production on Mad Men s5 has been delayed til 2012. Total rubbish.