Clouds of smoke and some interesting chats
wow, twice in a week, now I'm scaring myself. either that or I can actually be arsed to do something. But yes folks, it is indeed another update.
Past couple of days have gone alright I guess. Have tea now, which is always a good thing. So, yesterday I went up to see a family friend, arrived at quarter past three and eventually left at ten past ten. It was nice to have a chat about stuff though I guess, coz she gives a more grown up point of view about some things (such as my "father") and she wants me to take Brian round to meet her and have a coffee and stuff, hope he doesn't get scared, but hey, she's just very opinionated. But yeah, so that took up most of the day. Tried to do stuff in the morning but apparently it wasn't my day for being able to get anywhere with anything much.
Today was a bit better for that. This morning was a complete wash out, spending all of it in bed using a cat as a hot water bottle to try and get rid of the pain, but we got through and I went into town this afternoon and actually managed to get things moving. Have to go and see someone tomorrow morning about the current crisis and hopefully they'll sort it all out for me. Managed to get some applications for jobs so must fill them out tomorrow afternoon, and then spent this evening sitting in the union with Kit, smoking too much and gibbering crap. Was good though as it kinda took my mind of things for a bit. She's good like that.
Not as good as Brian it has to be said, but won't be hearing much from him this week coz of nasty work stuff. He's gonna phone every night but I miss him so much when he's not here and I look forward to his texts through the day telling me he's ok and everything. I'll get through I guess but it's gonna be a bad week for emotional issues without him being around so much and with my hormones playing up.
Oh well, nothing I can do about anything till the morning so will go drink tea and read my book and think about my monkey and wish he was here, and other such hopelessly romantic things. May even write some poetry before I turn in, think I have an idea coming on. Must find paper and pen...... *runs off to hunt for things to write with*
Past couple of days have gone alright I guess. Have tea now, which is always a good thing. So, yesterday I went up to see a family friend, arrived at quarter past three and eventually left at ten past ten. It was nice to have a chat about stuff though I guess, coz she gives a more grown up point of view about some things (such as my "father") and she wants me to take Brian round to meet her and have a coffee and stuff, hope he doesn't get scared, but hey, she's just very opinionated. But yeah, so that took up most of the day. Tried to do stuff in the morning but apparently it wasn't my day for being able to get anywhere with anything much.
Today was a bit better for that. This morning was a complete wash out, spending all of it in bed using a cat as a hot water bottle to try and get rid of the pain, but we got through and I went into town this afternoon and actually managed to get things moving. Have to go and see someone tomorrow morning about the current crisis and hopefully they'll sort it all out for me. Managed to get some applications for jobs so must fill them out tomorrow afternoon, and then spent this evening sitting in the union with Kit, smoking too much and gibbering crap. Was good though as it kinda took my mind of things for a bit. She's good like that.
Not as good as Brian it has to be said, but won't be hearing much from him this week coz of nasty work stuff. He's gonna phone every night but I miss him so much when he's not here and I look forward to his texts through the day telling me he's ok and everything. I'll get through I guess but it's gonna be a bad week for emotional issues without him being around so much and with my hormones playing up.
Oh well, nothing I can do about anything till the morning so will go drink tea and read my book and think about my monkey and wish he was here, and other such hopelessly romantic things. May even write some poetry before I turn in, think I have an idea coming on. Must find paper and pen...... *runs off to hunt for things to write with*