(ugly and petty, awkward and unsteady)
I'm determind not to make this one of my usual misery entries, because I'm sure you're all getting fed up with my moaning, and I don't blame you for a moment! So here's my attempt at not moaning. We'll see how it goes eh.
I finished the Other Side Of You and it was fabulous, they have another of Vickers books in the library so I plan to read that in a bit...I'm weird, I like a good mixture of books and try not to read one author consistently but to take breaks, or I find my writing style keeps copying them and I need to maintain my own way of saying things. Needless to say, it would be better if I can adopt other people's good habits and less of my own bad ones, but for now I'm going to read something different, which is Red Dragon by Thomas Harris, that I got out of the library today. I've read all the Hannibal books in the past but I fancied a re-read and something that I know will be incredible and quoteable and I'll be able to fly through. I actually really like the films too, I should get them on DVD but there's little point since I've already got hundreds of DVDs that I rarely bother watching. I've got too much stuff, it's really terrible when I think that about half the world has nothing at all, and I've got more than I can fit in a 2 bedroom house. But I can't help that really, and I do give away what I can.
I still haven't got the new Jeffy lewis album but I plan to pick it up this week. I keep meaning to write him an email but the words never quite come out, so I haven't. Maybe it's better that he thinks I'm wonderful than confessing to the latter.
I haven't done a lot else really; cleaned loads, cuddled the kitties and fed them, written the few letters I've had, watched TV, done some sewing, done endless crosswords, smoked fags (I'm 3 weeks weed free nearly), drank loads of herbal tea and generally mooched around. I haven't even been working that much so I'm bound to be skint soon but for now I'm just pretending everything's fine, because it is really.
I finished the Other Side Of You and it was fabulous, they have another of Vickers books in the library so I plan to read that in a bit...I'm weird, I like a good mixture of books and try not to read one author consistently but to take breaks, or I find my writing style keeps copying them and I need to maintain my own way of saying things. Needless to say, it would be better if I can adopt other people's good habits and less of my own bad ones, but for now I'm going to read something different, which is Red Dragon by Thomas Harris, that I got out of the library today. I've read all the Hannibal books in the past but I fancied a re-read and something that I know will be incredible and quoteable and I'll be able to fly through. I actually really like the films too, I should get them on DVD but there's little point since I've already got hundreds of DVDs that I rarely bother watching. I've got too much stuff, it's really terrible when I think that about half the world has nothing at all, and I've got more than I can fit in a 2 bedroom house. But I can't help that really, and I do give away what I can.
I still haven't got the new Jeffy lewis album but I plan to pick it up this week. I keep meaning to write him an email but the words never quite come out, so I haven't. Maybe it's better that he thinks I'm wonderful than confessing to the latter.
I haven't done a lot else really; cleaned loads, cuddled the kitties and fed them, written the few letters I've had, watched TV, done some sewing, done endless crosswords, smoked fags (I'm 3 weeks weed free nearly), drank loads of herbal tea and generally mooched around. I haven't even been working that much so I'm bound to be skint soon but for now I'm just pretending everything's fine, because it is really.