So ill. So very, very ill.
Wouldn't you think an eye infection is bad enough?
Exactly.
Why have I been hit with the flu of doom aswell then?
Right now I feel sick, sore, depressed and generally ugh. I've hardly been able to move today. DIdn't get out of bed 'til 4pm which, contrary to popular belief, is very rare for me. I just feel shit.
What have I been up to during these weeks of sparse updates?
Well there was a rather disturbing incident with Mum which I won't go into but it's thrown everyone into chaos, Mum and G seem to be getting better day by day which is good. During this time we've had Ché over here for a couple of weekends which has been nice, she seems to have a strange liking for me though, I call it "Greg Jones syndrome" she won't fucking stop following me around whenever I leave the room. Mum has pitched an idea of dog sharing whereby Ché comes through here every weekend so that she's not on her own when Mum goes out at the weekends. I'm a bit weary of that idea myself, since we're not even allowed pets in this flat.
In other news I recieved a lump sum of £450 from the social which is pretty much gone now, although I did make a few quality eBay purchases. A NYR home jersey with Lindross 88 on the back, a Quebec Nordiques Sakic 19 jersey with a C on the front, a Winipeg Jets jersey, an Icelandic flag, a Finish flag and a set of 15 sexy plectrums. In conjunction with these purchases, I made some changes to my room, now my big wall looks like the wall of a sports shop with all my hockey jerseys decoratively hanging two by two, my Icelandic flag draped nicely over my bed and my heavy metal posters on my bed wall. It looks a tad more organised and once the Finland flag is draped over the side of my bed, I will have an elite canopy.
I'm getting more money next Wednesday and this will be used to buy christmas presents for people. I, myself have been bought a 30gb iPod by my Grandad who is easily the most generous man on the face of this earth and for my other "big" present I'm hoping to buy David's guitar gear. An Ibanez RG470 and a 600 wat amp stack, amp head and effects pedal, it'll be pure guitar heaven. At £450 though, I'll probably have to pay him up.
Talking of David, with my sparse few friends in this city, I feel I've developed somewhat of a bond with him, we share musical tastes and a fondness for being straight men always surrounded by lesbians. He's also starting a magazine which I appear to be getting a column in which is nice - he's a good guy. Carrie has a habit of picking friends like that.
Ahhh Carrie. I'm worried about her, she's got too much on her plate and she's taking it in her stride without complaining (well apart from on her LJ but that doesn't count). It's a damn shame, she should be allowed to concentrate on uni without having to worry about getting some shitty go-nowhere job to live - she's better than that. But that's the way the world works. I suppose she's paying her dues now because in 10 years she'll be going all over the world while losers like the one who questioned her gender in the pub the other day will be lying in their beds watching daytime TV and trying desperately to get a wank out of their tiny penises. It annoys me that she lets it bother her instead of laughing it off but I suppose without being in the situation I can't comment. Anyway, when all is said and done, Carrie is pretty much the most amazing person I know and she'll have an amazing life whatever she does.
In some other random news, Curly, a casual friend from the hockey in Dundee has had his niece and brother die within two days of getting back from his wedding in South Africa. It's so fucking shit, I can't imagine how he must be feeling, it really puts in perspective the shite that I worry about every day when I hear about something like this, Curly is a good guy and doesn't deserve this kind of crap. It's just not fair.
Anyway, to end on a happy note, even though I'm a bit down just now I've *generally* been feeling pretty good lately and I hope it continues. Life isn't so bad, Edinburgh is great and I am socialising with people who I feel comfortable with for the first time in years, I have a fantastic room in a flat in a great location with intelligent and interesting flatmates and the NY Rangers are off to a 14-7-3 start and are 4 points clear at the top of the Atlantic. Life ain't so bad.
Exactly.
Why have I been hit with the flu of doom aswell then?
Right now I feel sick, sore, depressed and generally ugh. I've hardly been able to move today. DIdn't get out of bed 'til 4pm which, contrary to popular belief, is very rare for me. I just feel shit.
What have I been up to during these weeks of sparse updates?
Well there was a rather disturbing incident with Mum which I won't go into but it's thrown everyone into chaos, Mum and G seem to be getting better day by day which is good. During this time we've had Ché over here for a couple of weekends which has been nice, she seems to have a strange liking for me though, I call it "Greg Jones syndrome" she won't fucking stop following me around whenever I leave the room. Mum has pitched an idea of dog sharing whereby Ché comes through here every weekend so that she's not on her own when Mum goes out at the weekends. I'm a bit weary of that idea myself, since we're not even allowed pets in this flat.
In other news I recieved a lump sum of £450 from the social which is pretty much gone now, although I did make a few quality eBay purchases. A NYR home jersey with Lindross 88 on the back, a Quebec Nordiques Sakic 19 jersey with a C on the front, a Winipeg Jets jersey, an Icelandic flag, a Finish flag and a set of 15 sexy plectrums. In conjunction with these purchases, I made some changes to my room, now my big wall looks like the wall of a sports shop with all my hockey jerseys decoratively hanging two by two, my Icelandic flag draped nicely over my bed and my heavy metal posters on my bed wall. It looks a tad more organised and once the Finland flag is draped over the side of my bed, I will have an elite canopy.
I'm getting more money next Wednesday and this will be used to buy christmas presents for people. I, myself have been bought a 30gb iPod by my Grandad who is easily the most generous man on the face of this earth and for my other "big" present I'm hoping to buy David's guitar gear. An Ibanez RG470 and a 600 wat amp stack, amp head and effects pedal, it'll be pure guitar heaven. At £450 though, I'll probably have to pay him up.
Talking of David, with my sparse few friends in this city, I feel I've developed somewhat of a bond with him, we share musical tastes and a fondness for being straight men always surrounded by lesbians. He's also starting a magazine which I appear to be getting a column in which is nice - he's a good guy. Carrie has a habit of picking friends like that.
Ahhh Carrie. I'm worried about her, she's got too much on her plate and she's taking it in her stride without complaining (well apart from on her LJ but that doesn't count). It's a damn shame, she should be allowed to concentrate on uni without having to worry about getting some shitty go-nowhere job to live - she's better than that. But that's the way the world works. I suppose she's paying her dues now because in 10 years she'll be going all over the world while losers like the one who questioned her gender in the pub the other day will be lying in their beds watching daytime TV and trying desperately to get a wank out of their tiny penises. It annoys me that she lets it bother her instead of laughing it off but I suppose without being in the situation I can't comment. Anyway, when all is said and done, Carrie is pretty much the most amazing person I know and she'll have an amazing life whatever she does.
In some other random news, Curly, a casual friend from the hockey in Dundee has had his niece and brother die within two days of getting back from his wedding in South Africa. It's so fucking shit, I can't imagine how he must be feeling, it really puts in perspective the shite that I worry about every day when I hear about something like this, Curly is a good guy and doesn't deserve this kind of crap. It's just not fair.
Anyway, to end on a happy note, even though I'm a bit down just now I've *generally* been feeling pretty good lately and I hope it continues. Life isn't so bad, Edinburgh is great and I am socialising with people who I feel comfortable with for the first time in years, I have a fantastic room in a flat in a great location with intelligent and interesting flatmates and the NY Rangers are off to a 14-7-3 start and are 4 points clear at the top of the Atlantic. Life ain't so bad.