Today I phoned my mate red toaster. She's having teen probs. I love teenagers though. All crazy and mixed up and unsure one day sure the next. I've had quite a few messages from the guys on Saturday night saying they love me, and sorry and they're appalled at the mess and shit I had to put up with. It's all part of the daily learning curve for all of us. I think most of them learnt something that night, about themselves maybe or about the capabilities of others. Abby has been very loving towards me. Sometimes I catch her looking at me. I think she's still in shock I didn't explode. But I never, I coped and everything is fine.
Nice man came and mended the window properly today. I had to drop the car back a couple of foot so he could get to it. Damn it I miss that car. I could have cried sat in it.
I just bought two tickets to see Thirteen Senses at Bristol Uni in May. Tickets are cheap there and I like it. Something to look forward to. (Heck knows who'll go with me)
I took Red Toaster some American cookies I had here last night. Sent to me with love all the way from The States. I couldn't bear to eat them (I did have some ;) ). Stupid aren't I? But I just knew she'd love them. I wonder if I moved to America I'd miss Rich Tea Biscuits?? ...Nah.
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