Mixin’ vodka with caffeine

Head gone. Relocating downstairs for the evening.

Pfts. Been not a great day. Hitting the down after a few really nice days in Birmingham.

Just spending time with the girls was good, sunning it up and loving life.

It will be my last stint up in Birmingham for a time. I won’t be venturing back up over the summer, and then after The Harrow Household will be home no more! :’(

It’s going to be odd come September, don’t really know how much visiting is going to be doable, and when I do there are going to be a lot of friendly faces missing. 

Feeling a bit better already after this cup of rosey-lee, I only have two months of my life I have to get in order, home people will be home over the summer, and I have a track record for muggling though, aaallons-y!

I never want to be unemployed ever again. It sucks terribly. 

You only live once, and if you do it right, once is enough.

I blame my unreliable memory, or maybe more my lack of trust in my memory, to my out of hand collection of ‘sentimental’ items. I do not need a Pontins holiday Tshirt from when I was 6, or a bus ticket from Auckland, or the plastic thing I had stuck in my burger in New York. BUT I CANT* THROW THEM AWAY.


(The examples given are the better ‘sentimental’ items, there is also too meany pebbles/stones, empty sugar packets, luggage tags, leaflets…)

 *Cant is a strong word.. I could, but would rather not.