Fairly ordinary evening for me. Popped into my local for a few pints, it was overrun with underage french exchange students. Until the owner threw them out. Don't know why I was cringing as they were clearly unerage and hadn't bought a drink so it wasn't like he didn't have justification. But I still cringed. Chinless odd looking girl was in there.
Was gorgeous this morning, I walked out of my house and down the road under the tree cover with a morning haze hanging in the air and the sun visibly beaming through the leaves. As I walked down I heard a gird call that didn't sound like the usual and looked up to see a group of bright green birds going overhead with flashes of red on them. I'm guessing they were the local woodpeckers but for a second it felt like being thousands of miles away. I feel so at home down here, more so than any place I've ever lived, including the north east. The north east will always be home in a way, but that is more to do with my family living there than anything else. My mam is visiting me down here this weekend, so that is cool as no one from my family has visited me down here even though it is my home. She's always gone on mfor years and years about wanting to see The Phantom Of The Opera so I've bought up tickets for that. She's really excited, bless her. Will be good to show someone round what is my home. I dearly love where I live for although I am in 'the city' I am also very close to countryside and nature, which I really love.
Had a dream where Sonic youth were staying at my house last night. I don't like Sonic Youth, tried one of their albums once years ago and took it back as it was shit. Although this was in the days of having to tell the shop that 'I got two of them for my birthday', the bloke at the desk knew I hadn't and I was a very unconvincing liar (I always am) but he let me off, seem to recall I exchanged it for an early REM album. My flatmate was a heroin addict too in the dream and there was a huge gym changing room in the cellar. I t was rather odd, but not at least it wasn't a horrid nightmare which is what I get 95% of the time with my dreams.
My boss has fucked off to a meeting again today, after he gave me a very very shit job to do yesterday when he fucked off to a meeting. he came back and was full of 'are we friends again...sorry...' to which I just had to say 'talk to me tomorrow, not now' as I was still fuming by that point. He is a prick like.
My hayfever has totally calmed down so I htink I just had an allergy to a certain type of pollen or something, very pleased its fucked off though.
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