"all the money or the simple life honey..."
well, here i am, relaunching my livejournal career with a brand new entry. if i ever abandon this place for as long again, my next comeback entry will have to be a duet co-written with cher or something, probably. it's just there's been so much happening i ahven't had time to actually record any of it.
i guess the biggest thing is that i'm still with andy, and he is still good. i've never been a 'proper' girlfriend to someone for longer than three months, and this is nearly four. it got very cosy very quickly, partly because i was going from crisis to crisis at the time and he saw me through it all.
we're sickeningly domesticated these days - shopping, cooking, reading the papers, staying in to watch dvds, going for drinks with friends and spending practically every night together. yesterday i even spent all day with him at work - his job involves spending at least one day a week driving around the countryside putting up planning notices and meeting with people to survey their property, so i held the map and navigated while he drove and stayed in the car reading or wandered round the shops while he was in meetings. we went for lunch in a country pub, took a stroll down to the reservoir, walked through a gold and green cornfield in the sun and lay down among the tall stalks like something in a cheesy film. it was the loveliest day from start to finish that i've had in ages.
i still work in the record shop in the lanes too, though i know the time is approaching when i will have to leave for my own good, and i'm still trying to figure out what to do with my life. jake has joined the mutts so he'll be going on tour for weeks on end, which means andrew will be left as the overbearing psycho powerfreak manager, and i couldn't stand it. we just don't get along. still, i'm enjoying the perks of the job - free gig tickets, cheap music and dvds, even an advance promo copy of the new dandy warhols album which i'm listening to as we speak. i'll be sorry to leave, but i can't stay there forever.
especially not since the former landlord is sueing me via the county court. he reckons i owe him £1200, when it's more like £200, and he sent me a demand for the money, gave me seven days to pay without showing the documents i needed to see to confirm the amount, then served me with papers. hopefully it'll be laughed out of court. i'm not worried about it really, but it's just more shit to deal with. i'm trying not to let it get me down. my new house and housemates are lovely. it's so nice to feel at home somewhere after such a long time of being tense in my own room.
i need a haircut, i'm fairly broke and have no idea what i'm doing with my life. the thing is, i haven't felt so generally happy overall in years - maybe not ever.
i guess the biggest thing is that i'm still with andy, and he is still good. i've never been a 'proper' girlfriend to someone for longer than three months, and this is nearly four. it got very cosy very quickly, partly because i was going from crisis to crisis at the time and he saw me through it all.
we're sickeningly domesticated these days - shopping, cooking, reading the papers, staying in to watch dvds, going for drinks with friends and spending practically every night together. yesterday i even spent all day with him at work - his job involves spending at least one day a week driving around the countryside putting up planning notices and meeting with people to survey their property, so i held the map and navigated while he drove and stayed in the car reading or wandered round the shops while he was in meetings. we went for lunch in a country pub, took a stroll down to the reservoir, walked through a gold and green cornfield in the sun and lay down among the tall stalks like something in a cheesy film. it was the loveliest day from start to finish that i've had in ages.
i still work in the record shop in the lanes too, though i know the time is approaching when i will have to leave for my own good, and i'm still trying to figure out what to do with my life. jake has joined the mutts so he'll be going on tour for weeks on end, which means andrew will be left as the overbearing psycho powerfreak manager, and i couldn't stand it. we just don't get along. still, i'm enjoying the perks of the job - free gig tickets, cheap music and dvds, even an advance promo copy of the new dandy warhols album which i'm listening to as we speak. i'll be sorry to leave, but i can't stay there forever.
especially not since the former landlord is sueing me via the county court. he reckons i owe him £1200, when it's more like £200, and he sent me a demand for the money, gave me seven days to pay without showing the documents i needed to see to confirm the amount, then served me with papers. hopefully it'll be laughed out of court. i'm not worried about it really, but it's just more shit to deal with. i'm trying not to let it get me down. my new house and housemates are lovely. it's so nice to feel at home somewhere after such a long time of being tense in my own room.
i need a haircut, i'm fairly broke and have no idea what i'm doing with my life. the thing is, i haven't felt so generally happy overall in years - maybe not ever.