Oh god. Forgot how s l o w everything is with dial-up.
Well, rather an uneventful weekend. On saturday I went to Southend to do some shopping and to just kill time. The weather was lovely, really warm! Did manage to buy a couple of tops and (Stu look there’s something funny happening behind you!) a lovely pair of red Sketchers. I know I’m not supposed to buy shoes, but I couldn’t resist them. My first pair of red shoes since I was a kid. Besides, trainers are always practial wouldn’t you agree…
In the evening I was ordered to sort out Stu’s old crap (after logging a computer desk around the room from underneath wallpapering being done), which was still taking up half a closet (wonderfull skiving abilities dear, I must say, considering you haven’t lived at home for years..). First I was rather excited hoping to find some dark secrets or photos of ex-girlfriends. However the more boxes full of old bank statements, courseworks and crumbled up notes with lists, like ‘1. Clean – everything, 2. Cricket whites, 3. Mail letter’, I went through, I started to get a bit disillusioned. Managed to throw away three boxes of stuff and only had one tidy box of old school papers and such to take to the loft. Well done me.
Today I’ve done absolutely fuck-all. Had sunday roast, which was nice. Saw Nikki and Ian briefly and then came up here in the now bare-walled room (Stu’s old room is being converted into Chris’s) to try and download my email. As that is *still* going on. I’m thinking I might give up and read my mail from work…. Especially as the sun has now decided to shine straight into my eyes and I can’t see what I’m typing.