Work is nice. I’m getting busier but I don’t think I’ll ever be as busy as I have been in the past. Lift sharing is good too but I’m not convinced it’s a winner long term, I really do prefer the train. Which I realise is weird but its a strangely pleasant cut off point for me. It’s a good way of relaxing. Or perhaps I should just move to Bath. I’m not sure. I’m going to hopefully move into Phil’s in November when/if they sod off to do a season.
Why are my housemates watching the Michael Jackson tribute thing? It’s just weird. And there are strange people doing noisy things on it involving dreadful MJ songs.
I should go and do some exercise but the cat is sitting on my feet and I haven’t eaten dinner yet. My legs ache from the hill as well. I’d like to go to the gym but the sheer effort required in getting there is actually pissing me off. Bring on the Funkmoped. It’s going to change everything. Once I get it, I reckon I shall drive to the station and get the train and then also go to the gym on the way home from work. I’ve got a few potentials in my EBay at the moment.