Hello all.
This evening, as a wave of frustrated lonesomeness crashed over me, I thought to myself 'Why - since I'm not at work - haven't I spent any of today in the presence of people I love? That would have left me not feeling horrible and homesick!' Of course, the other half of my internal monologue was forced to reply, 'Because you're sick in bed, doofus. Which would be why you're not at work.'
The horrible thing about living (practically) by yourself is that there's nobody else to come help clean up when you're sick in the middle of the night. No mum to hug you and help you find clean sheets... ok, that's enough. Mustn't bring on self-induced hysteria!
Well. Today is the one-year anniversary of this blog! Hooray-ooray-ooray. "Forgive me for not leaping with joy, bad back, you know." Nahh, it's just my grumpy tummy that wants to quote Scar and whinge. It's been a... well, it's been a year. Bits of it have been the worst. Other parts have been brilliant.
So yeah. Spent some of my incredibly wasted afternoon watching my extended version of The Fellowship Of The Ring, coz I'm lame like that. The first disc was all scratched and unwatchable, from the moment the Ringwraiths enter the scene until just after they leave it. Grrr. My family; borrowing my DVDs and scratching them up!
I hope God's got a good plan for my upcoming holidays. All my friends seem to be jetsetting off to Fiji, America and the East! Time to get out my Reader's Guide to Writer's Britain, stare forlornly at my poor little ol' bank balance and start dreaming...
"...life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant."
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