Another fairly un eventful evening for me. To the gym for a bit (I'm sure the tight bastards didn't have the air con on, it was rather warm in there and I was pissing with sweat inside 10 minutes....and I'm not an especially sweaty man). Really don't like the lad on the front desk in there and I'm not really sure why, he just has a plastic face and cunty hair, but he's always very pleasant, but the face and hair just annoy me.
Did a little reading at home, enjoying both books so far.
Had a canny nights sleep but I've been dreaming so much of late, every night is really vivid dreaming. A good thing I suppose as it means I'm sleeping deeply.
On the way in today, turned the corner on copers cope road (love the name of that road, wonder what it is all about) past some posh new flats on the corner. As we came round I caught a glimpse into one of the living rooms through the patio door. A middle man was lying sprawled on his settee stark bollock naked. Lovely sight first thing in the morning. Mind, I got caught out a few times when living on london road in glasgow and a double decker would get stuck in traffic outside my flat. Although I tended to at least have pants on. There aren't many better things than lounging in your pants of an evening, a grim sight for anyone else but ultimate comfort for me.
Heard from my french friend the other day, she's a topper girl and we've been mates for quite a few years now (she lived in Newcastle for a few years, which is how we met). She wanted to know all my news so I told her about my shitty news from hospitals and other stuff that's happened to me of late and she sent me a mail yesterday to say that she loved me (not in that way), and was writing me a big letter, which was very sweet. Sometimes, just sometimes, people are ace. I really appreciate having her as a friend, I don't have many (a massive 2) but she's a good un.
I need a haircut, I'm trying to wait for the weekend to go to my preferred barbers (or I could go to the nearer one with the lass whos mam is from Sunderland, which is cheaper but doesnt do the cut throat razor thing, and I love cut throat razors). It is getting like a helmet of hair now.
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