:: writing again
After a knackering Monday and Tuesday, I woke up past noon today. It's my own fault for playing Grand Theft Auto San Andreas till late, on working days. It's a frustrating game when you're making progress and completing missions.. But a fantastic game all the same.
Anyway, I'm drifting off topic. Though I did wake up late in the day, I resolved not to let my day off go to waste. Surely all I needed to do was get some brunch while watching BBC News 24, get my shoes on, and get out there.
Though Lottie then came home from the stables, I was determined not to spend the afternoon sitting down, watching more telly - with her typing away on the Richard Maxwell forum as usual. Though it's fun to check her spelling and comment on her grammar, while she tries to collect her thoughts and put them in writing. I'm an evil bugger, but as she's quite addicted to the forum my moral code isn't compromised in the slightest. Heh heh heh. Anyway, I went regardless, and bloody slowly as per usual. It's quick enough to walk to the garage, get change for the bus and get to the stop - but the bus of course always has to pass me by on my way to the stop. And then I have to stand there for a while waiting for the next. I hate waiting at bus stops, standing at the side of the road looking like an airse. In GTA SA, I usually veer my bike or car off the road to thrash bus stops - though in real life I'm too couth. And I don't nick vehicles. Anyway, I'm veering off topic again.
What I really wanted to write about is that, after shopping fruitlessly for some trousers at High & Mighty, Marks & Spencer, Next and River Island, I found 2 for £20 at a ghostly quiet Debenhams - and wrote a new plot for my novel whilst enjoying bottles of Grolsch Premium Weizen at KRO Piccadilly. But having said all in that in short, what's the point in elaborating further? Heh heh heh.
Anyway, I'm drifting off topic. Though I did wake up late in the day, I resolved not to let my day off go to waste. Surely all I needed to do was get some brunch while watching BBC News 24, get my shoes on, and get out there.
Though Lottie then came home from the stables, I was determined not to spend the afternoon sitting down, watching more telly - with her typing away on the Richard Maxwell forum as usual. Though it's fun to check her spelling and comment on her grammar, while she tries to collect her thoughts and put them in writing. I'm an evil bugger, but as she's quite addicted to the forum my moral code isn't compromised in the slightest. Heh heh heh. Anyway, I went regardless, and bloody slowly as per usual. It's quick enough to walk to the garage, get change for the bus and get to the stop - but the bus of course always has to pass me by on my way to the stop. And then I have to stand there for a while waiting for the next. I hate waiting at bus stops, standing at the side of the road looking like an airse. In GTA SA, I usually veer my bike or car off the road to thrash bus stops - though in real life I'm too couth. And I don't nick vehicles. Anyway, I'm veering off topic again.
What I really wanted to write about is that, after shopping fruitlessly for some trousers at High & Mighty, Marks & Spencer, Next and River Island, I found 2 for £20 at a ghostly quiet Debenhams - and wrote a new plot for my novel whilst enjoying bottles of Grolsch Premium Weizen at KRO Piccadilly. But having said all in that in short, what's the point in elaborating further? Heh heh heh.