How as my weekend? Quite dull really, didn't do an awful lot. Went out on Friday night and had arranged to meet my flatmate but two lads from work came along. We were having anice chat until we got on to the subject of film/tv art directors. Then a huge argument ensued between my flatmate and my lead artist. I just don't know where to put myself in those situations, I opted for my usual tactic and pretended to text. I tried jokingly to change the conversation a few times, with things such as 'SO, THE WEATHER...' but it just wasn't happening. So, I was mostly pissed anyway so opted for another of my favourite tactics - just sloping off without saying anything. Bought some chips on the way home and as I wandered up my road I flung them liberally about so the foxes could have a nice feed as I didn't really want the things anyway. Tried my best to watch some of Excalibur while pissed when I got in, but it was a little bit futile. I woke up feeling quite shite but shower and fruit juices later and I felt top of the world so went to sainsbury's at 8 in the morning. Then felt crap again. I ate lots of spinach in various forms over the weekend, it always makes my poo smell different does spinach. Very specific change in smell. Still fucking dreadful like, not suggesting it is suddenly pleasant or anything. Went to the gym on sunday and it fucked me out, I havne't been for a couple of weeks due to being busy and I was buggered once I'd finished my session. Todays depressing quote:- "An escape from the tight little cage of our universe; tight in spite of all the astromists' vast and unthinkable streches of space; tight, because it is only a continuous extension, a dreary on and on, without any meaning"
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