The Importance of Being Idle

A Tuesday Of No Importance

Today things shoulda been getting back to normal after the bank holiday, but then normal for me isn't very... normal is it?
I had a nice lie in, although I looked all puffy-eyed when I woke up, which was somewhat disturbing; I don't want to start looking my age!
My hair was still green today (oh yeah, it was green yesterday when we went out!), which was cool, except for when I was in Tesco's and one bloke felt the need to come and shepard his two small children away from me! God knows why, I had tatty jeans, my University of Havana t-shirt, Converse trainers and a blue and red stripped blazer on (along with a badge reading "Blame my parents"), so it wasn't like I was totally freakish or anything, but apparently I wasn't "normal" enough for him. Weird eh?
After that I pottered about with job applications, and erm... played some Ridge Racers. That's about it.
This evening I sat about wondering what we're gonna do in the spare room. It not only needs more tidying, but it also needs some sort of vision of what the room is gonna be. I know it's nominally considered Archie's room, but I'm sure he'll let us put some stuff in there too! I should
start on clearing the garden too, cos we do have some ideas of what we're gonna do with that!
It was a beautiful evening, and made me wish that Ronnie lived here already, so we could've spent a few hours chilling in our (nicely prepared!) garden! Ah well, those days will come... I just wish they'd come NOW!

posted by BadMonkey @ 9:11 PM