Hiyaaa.
There have been too many times during this last month when I've opened this here 'post an entry' thing and found I have nothing to say and too many things to say at the same time. So, finally, I'm giving it a go.
1. I went to the Fitzroy Tavern to hang with bossmew and lots of other lovely people. I visited the British Library before that though, and did my ankle in on a step on the way out. Sprained. FFS. But I put my cold pint on it in the pub and carried on running about town and it was okay; or so I thought until I got home the next morning and realised it was swollen up like a balloon. Oops.
2. I have been unable to do a lot of ballet since then, which blows. I went back yesterday though and did three hours of dancing and I had another class for 90 minutes tonight and it's been fine. Still feels weak, but getting stronger.
3. I don't know, really. Brainfail.
4. I quit the whole uni thing. I just...
5. ...I have so much shit to say but I don't like being negative when I've had a lovely day (Steve and I ate cheese scones and cake in Lyndhurst; it was sunny) and I'm full of couscous and yoghurt raisins and lying in my comfy bed and watching Being Human. I might go into more detail about the rest of everything a bit later on. Or I might just read fanfic and go Windows shopping and not do anything constructive at all - whatever.
6. I just want to get drunk and spend money at the moment.
1. I went to the Fitzroy Tavern to hang with bossmew and lots of other lovely people. I visited the British Library before that though, and did my ankle in on a step on the way out. Sprained. FFS. But I put my cold pint on it in the pub and carried on running about town and it was okay; or so I thought until I got home the next morning and realised it was swollen up like a balloon. Oops.
2. I have been unable to do a lot of ballet since then, which blows. I went back yesterday though and did three hours of dancing and I had another class for 90 minutes tonight and it's been fine. Still feels weak, but getting stronger.
3. I don't know, really. Brainfail.
4. I quit the whole uni thing. I just...
5. ...I have so much shit to say but I don't like being negative when I've had a lovely day (Steve and I ate cheese scones and cake in Lyndhurst; it was sunny) and I'm full of couscous and yoghurt raisins and lying in my comfy bed and watching Being Human. I might go into more detail about the rest of everything a bit later on. Or I might just read fanfic and go Windows shopping and not do anything constructive at all - whatever.
6. I just want to get drunk and spend money at the moment.