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I've gone on a bit of a new-music rampage the last couple of days, and it feels good.
It's my week off (hurray for that) so I spent Sunday til this morning in Nottingham with Helen, stealing all her music, and uploading some of my CDs onto her itunes so I could put it on my computer. Now I'm in Oxford with my parents essentially doing the same thing. It feels good to listen to new songs. I take back anything bad I ever said about itunes, it's made my life much easier than media player ever did.
I feel so incredibly tired now I've actually stopped. I mean, it's really nice to be able to just chill properly, but where has all my energy gone? The last couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of workdrinksleep, I guess it just all caught up with me now I paused to breathe. On Friday, though, we're going camping (hopefully the rain will have stopped by then...) and it'll all start again. Until then I'm detoxing a bit, lots of water and enough sleep and no alcohol for me, no siree. Feels good.
Lewis has left work (well, he's leaving on Saturday, but I won't be there to say bye). It's a shame because the more I've got to know him the more I like him. He, Dan and I went to a drum and bass night last week, just a spur of the moment decision and it was awesome. We spent about 4 hours dancing, til maybe 3am. Then I had to drag myself through work the next day. Woo that was fun (/sarcasm).
The week I get back, Jenny and I are planning a girls night out on the Tuesday (though it may well end up being just the two of us, lol) and then on the Thursday sh and her boyfriend are having a surfer-themed fancy dress party. I think the reason behind it is that James bought a wetsuit for a party that then got cancelled. Which is as good a reason as any to have a fancy dress party, I guess. I don't really know what to wear though. Maybe I'll go as a shark.
Every time I think of dressing up like a shark (total count: twice) I think of eagle vs shark, which Lisa and I watched recently. I really liked it, it was odd in a brilliant sort of way, and it keeps popping back into my head surprisingly frequently. Might have to buy it and watch it again. With my non-existent money. I need to learn the word "no", I really do. Especially in response to the question "are you staying for a drink?".
I keep playing about with the idea of writing again. I think I almost have the bones of a story sorted in my head, it's just the actual writing that keeps frustrating me. Maybe one day soon.
Other than that, nothing of a huge amount of interest.
It's my week off (hurray for that) so I spent Sunday til this morning in Nottingham with Helen, stealing all her music, and uploading some of my CDs onto her itunes so I could put it on my computer. Now I'm in Oxford with my parents essentially doing the same thing. It feels good to listen to new songs. I take back anything bad I ever said about itunes, it's made my life much easier than media player ever did.
I feel so incredibly tired now I've actually stopped. I mean, it's really nice to be able to just chill properly, but where has all my energy gone? The last couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of workdrinksleep, I guess it just all caught up with me now I paused to breathe. On Friday, though, we're going camping (hopefully the rain will have stopped by then...) and it'll all start again. Until then I'm detoxing a bit, lots of water and enough sleep and no alcohol for me, no siree. Feels good.
Lewis has left work (well, he's leaving on Saturday, but I won't be there to say bye). It's a shame because the more I've got to know him the more I like him. He, Dan and I went to a drum and bass night last week, just a spur of the moment decision and it was awesome. We spent about 4 hours dancing, til maybe 3am. Then I had to drag myself through work the next day. Woo that was fun (/sarcasm).
The week I get back, Jenny and I are planning a girls night out on the Tuesday (though it may well end up being just the two of us, lol) and then on the Thursday sh and her boyfriend are having a surfer-themed fancy dress party. I think the reason behind it is that James bought a wetsuit for a party that then got cancelled. Which is as good a reason as any to have a fancy dress party, I guess. I don't really know what to wear though. Maybe I'll go as a shark.
Every time I think of dressing up like a shark (total count: twice) I think of eagle vs shark, which Lisa and I watched recently. I really liked it, it was odd in a brilliant sort of way, and it keeps popping back into my head surprisingly frequently. Might have to buy it and watch it again. With my non-existent money. I need to learn the word "no", I really do. Especially in response to the question "are you staying for a drink?".
I keep playing about with the idea of writing again. I think I almost have the bones of a story sorted in my head, it's just the actual writing that keeps frustrating me. Maybe one day soon.
Other than that, nothing of a huge amount of interest.