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How're things? I'm a little thirsty and a little achey, my foot is absolutely killing me, been an interesting few days. Everything in my future (at least, the next year) has suddenly become severely, massively hazy, rather than fairly well-planned as it was a few days ago. Not really a clue what I'm doing or what I'm going to do. No clue at all.
sorted out my mixtapes, going to get new coloured pens and paper this evening. got a good idea to use post it notes.
how's your self?
He just said: Everything's gone tits up.
I've just got to make a massive, huge decision in the next few weeks which'll determine alot of important stuff.
Luckily I get to go to Europe for 3 weeks on my own in a fortnight, which'll hopefully clear my head alot after what's been an insane year, and I'll make the right choice.
The post-it notes sound exciting, what's the plan?
and what is happening in your world today then?
I am in the planning stages of a lengthy missive to the courier company responsible for my new trainers. Late last night, my housemate saunters in from the kitchen with the package. I'm like "...where'd you get that?".
The attached note claims that it had been delivered to my 'back porch'. There is no back porch, there is only the garden abutting a public park. So essentially, their definition of delivery is to toss the package over a fence and hope that someone wanders into the garden to see if there's any strange objects lying about amongst the shrubbery.
Though I suppose it could have been worse - they could have delivered my shoes to the fucking street, or like Alcock experienced once - to someone else entirely.
I have two thesaurus.com tabs open, for the terms "cretinous" and "lazy", respectively. Time to go to work.
Oh, and the shoes were the wrong size - even after I'd asked the shop to clarify which size they were sending.
I saw the ATP film last night. It was awesome.
Mogwai played afterwards. They were awesome.
Then I won tickets to see Animal Collective. Which is awesome.
and drink free whisky.
It was a truly magical evening.
MOVING FLATS AT WEEKEND
FRIEND COMING DOWN
YES YES YES.
I'm planning my finances and enjoying a Cinnamon Swirl from Starbucks. omnomnom.
How're you today?
I'm in a good mood.
Anyway, what do you mean "capitalist" - who are you, Trotsky?
...I could be Trotsky.
i have nothing exciting to report.
You can't make something up?
i'm going to america in less than 3 weeks's time. that's kinda exciting.
(god i sound like guntrip...)