Up in flames.
I had a nice dream this morning. I spent most of it in a really big, modern-looking office. I had a kind of flier from a new Resident Evil movie, in which my friend from Coventry, Wendy, played the part of Jill Valentine. Not very likely, considering she's Chinese. To be honest, it didn't look much like her, either. Anyway, I met up with her in this office, and we walked around for a while, just talking. At one point, we passed Wendy's colleague, Anna*. We both waved at her, but she ignored me, and only said Hi to Wendy. We walked on some more, and the air between us was comfortable and easy (We were generally always slightly uncomfortable together, something that was probably due to us both being rather quiet people. I'd have liked to have felt comfortable with that, but I suppose I felt I had to be more interesting for her..). Eventually we came out into a huge lobby that was a couple of floors up, which had an entirely glass wall that looked out over the floors below (Kind of like the wine place I worked at a while ago, but on a much grander scale). There were some incredibly tall coat stands there, and I offered to hang Wendy's coat up for her (Which, oddly, was a kind of magenta shellsuit top). The coat hook was about 12 feet in the air, though, and when I finally managed to get the coat anywhere near it, a jet of flame shot out of nowhere and set fire to it. It fell to the ground, incinerated, and I gave Wendy a vaguely apologetic look, before waking up.
Sorry, I kind of ruined that account with my annotations.
I've been thinking about that period of my life, this time last year, quite a lot recently. I was talking to James on Sunday about Wendy, which led me to read a bit of my old Diary. 2005 was a really good year for me, and it's strange to think I no longer have any of the social life I spent last year building up. I guess that's the way things go with me. I really do miss Lydia and Wendy, though. For those 4 months, despite having a stressful job I didn't much like, I was really happy. So, after reading my diary on Sunday, I sent Lydia a text message, for the first time in ages. We kind of fell out of touch before Christmas, because I kind of got the impression she didn't really want anything to do with me, and got disheartened. Even though she always said she was never good at replying to text messages. Anyway, she did reply, and said she was currently learning to drive, and that we should meet up again sometime soon. Which is a nice thought, and I intend to hold her to it. Even if she doesn't come to Guildford any time soon, I should at least get a train to her town some weekend I'm free.
*Anna used to sit next to us at lunch, which eventually led to me not saying anything, and just reading a book. One lunchtime shortly after I became friends with her, Lydia sat down with the three of us, which was just about the most awkward thing I've ever experienced, and yet it always brings a smile to my face when I think about it.
Sorry, I kind of ruined that account with my annotations.
I've been thinking about that period of my life, this time last year, quite a lot recently. I was talking to James on Sunday about Wendy, which led me to read a bit of my old Diary. 2005 was a really good year for me, and it's strange to think I no longer have any of the social life I spent last year building up. I guess that's the way things go with me. I really do miss Lydia and Wendy, though. For those 4 months, despite having a stressful job I didn't much like, I was really happy. So, after reading my diary on Sunday, I sent Lydia a text message, for the first time in ages. We kind of fell out of touch before Christmas, because I kind of got the impression she didn't really want anything to do with me, and got disheartened. Even though she always said she was never good at replying to text messages. Anyway, she did reply, and said she was currently learning to drive, and that we should meet up again sometime soon. Which is a nice thought, and I intend to hold her to it. Even if she doesn't come to Guildford any time soon, I should at least get a train to her town some weekend I'm free.
*Anna used to sit next to us at lunch, which eventually led to me not saying anything, and just reading a book. One lunchtime shortly after I became friends with her, Lydia sat down with the three of us, which was just about the most awkward thing I've ever experienced, and yet it always brings a smile to my face when I think about it.