Going to bed really early tonight as I think I’m getting flu, again.
Trying to think of article ideas to pitch to a local online newspaper but struggling (urban issues I guess - I thought about doing on about how rubbish our public squares are, but idk, any suggestions?)
Evening Scout,
I’ve got the cold and feeling sorry for myself. Heads fried after a manic day at work.
So basically what I’m saying is I am of no help at all.
Hope you and the wee yin are good
Alright Scouters! Sorry to hear about the flu situ (that rhymes and you know it rhymes Marge, admit it).
I’m listening to Ys and flicking through the sleeve, such a gorgeously designed vinyl, couldn’t fit Newsom’s music any better. Got 1 glass of red wine left in the bottle and an M&S prosciutto and fungi pizza in the oven. I’m by no means fluent in Italian but I’m led to believe it’s ham and mushroom.
The last sentence would not be happening if I didn’t have the flat to myself tonight. I’m making the most of it! I may even mirror it to Apple TV, how do you like them, erm, apples?!
Watxhing villa norwich
Tidying my room and listening to Drug Church or 68 before Saturday
Watch Comedy Bang Bang
Maybe a Seinfeld if its not too late (watched the Festivus one laat night)
Today is the day I wrap all of the Christmas presents. I fucking hate wrapping presents, so who wants to guess how many times I’ll throw the scissors across the room in a huff?