I should be enjoying things at my own pace -- and I am, I guess -- but damn, I'm bored.
I'm not completely alone. There's still the dog who's minxing it up as, ehem, top dog and demanding a LOT of attention. But pooch doesn't exactly qualify as stimulating adult company. She's a dog, can't talk and is happier licking her arse and rolling in poo than discussing the pressing issues of the day -- like the sublime brilliance of The Last Shadow Puppets (beyond debate and just statement of fact); whether Gabby Yorath is hotter than Kirsty Gallacher (did I say that out loud?), or is Natty really that good or is it just very good PR (mmmmm)? And of course, the MASSIVELY CRITICAL start of the footie season.
Actually, thinking about it, I don't think P would be terribly interested in any of these topics of conversation -- they're really only my own personal pressing issues ..but you get my drift and I am home alone..
Home alone. Yay.
I can stay up late. I can lie-in late. I can listen to loud music. I can eat junk. I can grow a (wispy) beard. I can go days without washing. I can watch all of the Godfather films (well, the first two anyway) and I can generally behave badly (heck. I'm not a father yet). In short, I can go completely feral.
..But then that's the order for every weekend. P isn't exactly a meanie authoritarian and kinda lets me be ..me. Sweet thing that she is.
So enough, what have I achieved to date all on my lonesome since P departed at 08:00 yesterday? quite a lot.
I've:
- Eaten two pizzas (large)
- Drunk three pints of larger (strong)
- Drunk two and a half bottles of average Australian Chardonnay (circa £6.00)
- Smoked two and a half packs of Marlboro lights (see below -- caning it)
- Had one packet of crisps (Walker's cheese & onion)
- Ate one chip butty (with curry sauce)
- Ate English breakfast amid foul Gooners (and wished them all food poisoning as well as a drubbing by West Brom)
- Ate one ham and cheese sandwich from the local Ukranian cafe
- Watched three crappy horror DVDs. The Hills Have Eyes (remake but good), The Wicker Man (the original and totally excellent) and To The Devil A Daughter (very poor apart from the nubile Nastassia Kinski dressed as a nun -- which is disturbing, but I'm working on it with my therapist..)
- Listened to bad-to-the-bone rock music (Iron Maiden, Black Sabbath, Judas Priest, Nirvana, Oasis, Lynyrd Skynyrd, (eeks) Meatloaf and ..I admit it, MIKA)
- Cleaned, weeded and watered the garden
- Had four very long walks (avec la Moo)
- Did quite a lot of work and had two conference calls (yesterday -- I work from home on Fridays. Yes, I do work..)
- Done four loads of washing
- Done a bit of clearing in the VERY scary second bedroom -- the boudoir (a mad person lives in there..)
- Washed the car (well, paid a gang of Russians to do it)
- Laundered my shirts (well, took them to the Turkish laundry)
- Googled a bit to resolve the Gabby / Kirtsy question (still unresolved, and it's subjective and sexist -- blonde or brunette. Don't start me on Davina..)
- Watched the Olympics a bit
- Read The New Yorker (liked it too)
- Tried reading Harvard Business Review (got bored)
- Read The Guardian (all of it apart from the pointless Family, Your Money and Travel sections)
- Dowloaded apps for the iPhone (lovin' the London tube map with service alerts and PacMan)
- Tried and failed to get some sense from local estate agents re potential sale of the house (it'll happen one day ..really!)
- Pondered the ineptitude of local estate agents (with the credit crunch, have they all gone off to be tour guides in Georgia or running bars in Malia?)
- Bought The Mighty Lemon Drops back catalogue from iTunes (why..?)
- Bought a new pair of Golas (check em -- gorgeous)
- Oh, and missed P (quite a lot)
Busy boy. Well done. But still bored.
So what's on for tonight? More DVDs (Dog Soldiers, yay!) and a curry I think..
Disappointed in the content? Look at the masthead, dumb dumb. It clearly states pointless musings on minutiae. Deal with it or click onto something else.
Home alone. P comes home tomorrow. Yay!
Oh, and as noted, the season started today..
How many trophies? It can't be any worse than close second in everything last year ;-)
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