Well, with my AS exams behind me (for now...), it seems that I'll have more time to do other things now, even though I've been given a HUGE list of things that need doing around the house, as well as down my Mamgu's house, and her friends'. These "hobbles" range from weeding gardens to painting houses (inside and out) to re-/erecting out-houses and/or sheds. Good thing I enjoy mindless toil like that...
Anyway, I should have more time to do a few other things too, such as join a gym (which my parents and best [male] friend have managed to convince me to do), join the TA (which I haven't talked about with my family yet... A treat in store, to be sure), get a PAYING job, which I'm currently pursuing, and a few other dopey things. These range from assembling and painting all my Games Workshop models - which have sat in a cupboard for the last 18 months or so, on account of a lack of space on my desk to do anything with them - to learning Old Church Slavonic.
Anyway... Work today was an eye-opener. We had a little (actually it was pretty big...) "Q&A" session, with everyone pitching questions to the group, and each having to answer every question. Ranging from nosey, to strange to downright perverse, we had a good laugh for about an hour, until it was time to clock-off.
I've gone right off Cardiff as a place, as I realised today.
I normally love Cardiff, and IKEA too, but today... I jsut felt like jumping off something tall.
Seriously.
I've been feeling weird for ages, and I'm booked to go and see a psychiatrist soon.
I WON'T go chucking myself off tall things, I promise - I'd bounce and break something, knowing my luck. However, I do often feel as if I wish everything would just... GO AWAY, I suppose. I've always been a fan of just sitting quietly, on my own and in the twighlight/dark, and when these moods engulf me, I want to revert to that semi-fugal state of peace and tranquility, and... ALONE-ness, I guess.
Sorry for being a depressing prat. It was unintended, I promise.
I hope you're studiously ignoring the World Cup, as I'm doing my best to do. Even so, I think there's one round-robin text that deserves a place on a blog - even one as poxy as this.
"A world-eminent scientist is conducting cutting-edge research on men with small penises. To help his number-collecting, he has asked less-well-endowed men to identify themselves by placing flags on their cars.
The flags should depict a blood-red cross on a snow-white background."
Made me laugh, anyway.
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