Apparently our front room did smell this morning. Funky and 'erbal as opposed to BO though.
Friday night Wagamama
Saturday night After Skool Club
Sunday Trip to the zoo - back to mine to chill
Tuesday 9th (ACTUAL DAY OF MY BIRTH) White Heat!
ALL INVITED :)
Mark is gonna be in Scotland from the 7th for ages so misses loads of my birthday.
I have renenged on the hula hooping for half an hour every day New Years Resolution, but am pedalling hard to keep up the being a better friend one. This has made my life immeasurably more happy and rewarding. I am surrounded by lovely luminscent souls and smiles and warm faces. I am a lucky girl.
I have been thinking lots about my ex boyf, the one I was with for a long time, and I get wistful and sad thinking we can never be friends again. The place in his heart that I once occupied hardened into diamond and will be forever impenetrable to me. Folly, folly foolish folly.
I find it ironic that people now come to me for advice on their lives after I treated those in the past that I claimed I cared so much about so shabbily. Perhaps this is my way of making a penance? I prefer to think that deep down, I was always a nice person.
I have become obsessed in my dreams of late with the Buckfast Abbey monks and my errant brain convinces my slumbering psyche that they used to help King Arthur and Merlin. I am planning a trip to Devon and Cornwall this summer to embrace once again my Arthurian legends. Shall take a case of books including the magnificent The Dark Is Rising Trilogy and my beloved Tennyson and steep myself in folklore.
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