Constellation

I haven't written for so long that now it's March. Really I should be doing washing up right now, but...I'm not. My internet is being really slow at the moment, so I might leave uploading pictures for later when it's better. 

So, what have I done since the 28th? I don't know what day of the week that was. Thursday? Oh, it's been a week. Okay. I don't remember Friday specifically. Saturday I sat at work being bored most of the day, and didn't eat until after 3pm. My sister came home at the weekend as well. I was ill on Saturday night, and felt crap on Sunday. I watched CSI on Sunday, and the Good Shepherd, which was such a waste of my life. The film was 2hrs 40. That is 2hrs 40 of my life I will never get back. Never watch it. At best its plot made no sense whatsoever, at worst, it was just plain shite. 

I've been trying to catch up with all the OU work I've been putting off as well. I've just looked at the TMA (essay) I have to do for this section. I am not happy. And I have less than a week to do it, plus some studying of philosophy to do. Hm. I don't know how I'm going to manage it all, working 4 days out of the 6 I have, plus a gig, tutorial and having to clear up the house and cooking food as my parents are away. I have no time. This is why I haven't written in a week. 

Back to what else I've been doing. On Monday I went to London, hung out with Chrif for a couple of hours, bought CDs, went to the Apple Store which was great cos we played on a MacBook Air. Ahhhhhh. And I changed all the iPods so they were playing Rilo Kiley. Ha ha ha. Then I met my sister, and I was feeling ill again because I hadn't been eating properly since Saturday. We went to the LSE cafe, and got pasta. I asked for a small portion, and my sister got a large portion, yet I ended up with a LOT more pasta than she did, and cos I was feeling ill, I didn't eat most of it. 

We took the bus to Camden, to see Jimmy Eat World. The support was...hmmm... not awful, but not good. By choice I wouldn't have signed up for a bald Belgian man dancing about on stage with bass so heavy that my clothes were shaking. Yeah. Miraculously though, his set went really quickly. Then all the annoying people who couldn't be bothered to stand in the crowd for Styrofoam but wanted to be at the front for Jimmy started pushing past us being, well... annoying. They were really good though. Despite that as I don't have half their CDs I didn't recognise half the songs. But they were good. That said, they stopped being good when they went off and then came back for their encore... normally 2 songs, and played at least 6... if I hadn't felt like I was about to pass out and had a panic attack when I got out of the gig, I would've appreciated it, but as it was, I didn't. 

So then came Tuesday, which involved me sitting around all morning watching Skins and ER, then realising I didn't have much time, so rushing to get ready to get to the hairdressers. Now I have half as much hair as I did. It's great. And the people were really nice, I always feel awkward when having my hair cut because people who have cut my hair in the past have always seemed like the kind of people that don't want to talk about interesting things. Like music! Which is what I spent this haircut talking about. It was great, so I will go back there as much as I need my hair cutting - hurrah! 

Yesterday...I was tired. Very tired. I had to sit in Starbucks for an hour and a half after work waiting for my tutorial. Then when it came to it I just felt so exhausted that instead of going to the tutorial I went straight home. Later in the evening I started messing around on Garageband and made some new recordings of new songs which was fun. They are on lastfm, which I think I've linked to. Then I downloaded Vanessa Carlton's latest album, which is gooood and I like, it's nearing my favourite of hers I think. Crap I need to do other things it's already 7pm. 

Today today, I went to work, and was quite busy. I spent some of the day designing album artwork for what (if I ever do anything) is potentially going to be the cover of an EP I intend to make. When I've finished it I will take a picture and post it. I'm hoping my blue pen doesn't run out. Yes, I am colouring it in with felt tip, but I don't have computer skills good enough to do what I have in my head on Photoshop or something. And doing it by hand is fun. It's almost like I'm artistic. 

Right. The pictures are: My feet, sunset on Saturday, Styrofoam, and my new hair. 

Lastly, I was thinking on the bus about what I would do if I ran the country. So far I have come up with: banning programmes with/any news about Paris Hilton, unless it's news of her death, and closing down all McDonalds. I'm sure there will be plenty more to come. Not that I'd ever run the country, because to do that, a) I'd have to be a politician which might convert me into someone like Tony Blair and b) the Socialist Party would have to get elected. Good luck with that. Oh, and making the NHS and public transport free would be other ones.