cat19237

I'm going to a party on sunday night. i just got invited yesterday, and i'm really happy about it.

my car needs an MOT. i hate car stuff. it's such a hassle for nothing.

My lodger's still lovely. My friends of olden days are very very quiet recently.

I had a dream that i fell out with an old mate of mine, and now every time i think of him i keep thinking he's really annoyed at me, even though it's just because of a dream. I really need to phone him and update my weird memory.

The place where i work sent me lots of books this week (cos i requested a couple from the company library) - they sent me 15. i only asked for two. now i have until 6th December to read 15 books. (well, 14 and a CD).

Am slightly worried about the party because i feel out of practice at that whole conversation thing again and am racking my brains as to what to say to all these strange new people that i know are going to be there.

Might go climbing on monday, might not. all depends on other people.

I saw The Matador. It's a good film. Not brilliant, but definitely good.

Enough.

love,
Cat