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Recently, I have continued to eat a lot.
I have also had a few spliffs after a drought of nearly a week. A welcome relief. Tonight, I have achieved the previously-thought-impossible and got stoned and THEN studied. And it was effective. And GOOD. And I feel mighty accomplished. I still need to get round to washing my shock of hair. Man. I wanted neater hair, that you coud do stuff with, so I had my dreads taken out. Then I realised I couldn't cope with long hair, so I got it cut. Now I've forgotten how to care for it. Brush? pah. I now permanently hoon around with my favoured style, the 'I put my hair up last night, slept on it and HERE I AM'.
Quite enough about that.
I'm a little lonely tonight.
I didn't see anyone for the first saturday in ages*. Sian's babysitting. A few people went t'pub, but it doesn't sound like the kind of night I'd want to go into debt for. Dave's at his mother's. Not ENTIRELY sure what he's doing, as he reckoned on getting home about 12, and I've heard nothing. I'd be willing to bet on 'I got really drunk and had to be put to bed there/came home and passed out'.
I completely forgot to ask Kirsty to borrow her boots. Another day of Alice rocking the dyke look. I've also lost my black jumper. My favourite jumper in the world. Ever. At the pub of all places. GRRRRRRRRR.
My lovely boss woke me just after 8 today, to infrom me she was ill, and could I poss do all day. On my own. So I did. I got to work to disover she'd left me a note explaining there was a 'problem' with me having the 27th off. ARGH.
Calm.
All in all though. Today has not been bad. Quiet, but fairly productive. Boring, but with no arguments and strife. Ok.
Kirsty also brought Aha Shake Heartbreak round. And accidently left it here. This is making me happy.
*Kirsty came round, but only for an hour, and mainly to pick up.
I have also had a few spliffs after a drought of nearly a week. A welcome relief. Tonight, I have achieved the previously-thought-impossible and got stoned and THEN studied. And it was effective. And GOOD. And I feel mighty accomplished. I still need to get round to washing my shock of hair. Man. I wanted neater hair, that you coud do stuff with, so I had my dreads taken out. Then I realised I couldn't cope with long hair, so I got it cut. Now I've forgotten how to care for it. Brush? pah. I now permanently hoon around with my favoured style, the 'I put my hair up last night, slept on it and HERE I AM'.
Quite enough about that.
I'm a little lonely tonight.
I didn't see anyone for the first saturday in ages*. Sian's babysitting. A few people went t'pub, but it doesn't sound like the kind of night I'd want to go into debt for. Dave's at his mother's. Not ENTIRELY sure what he's doing, as he reckoned on getting home about 12, and I've heard nothing. I'd be willing to bet on 'I got really drunk and had to be put to bed there/came home and passed out'.
I completely forgot to ask Kirsty to borrow her boots. Another day of Alice rocking the dyke look. I've also lost my black jumper. My favourite jumper in the world. Ever. At the pub of all places. GRRRRRRRRR.
My lovely boss woke me just after 8 today, to infrom me she was ill, and could I poss do all day. On my own. So I did. I got to work to disover she'd left me a note explaining there was a 'problem' with me having the 27th off. ARGH.
Calm.
All in all though. Today has not been bad. Quiet, but fairly productive. Boring, but with no arguments and strife. Ok.
Kirsty also brought Aha Shake Heartbreak round. And accidently left it here. This is making me happy.
*Kirsty came round, but only for an hour, and mainly to pick up.