fry

I often wonder if listening to the worlds soppiest indie music made me a soppy bastard or whether I listened to the worlds soppiest indie music because I was already a soppy bastard?

Possibly the most important song in my life.

On Sunday the friend of my sisters who has been living in my room back home moves out. I get to use my stereo again. It's going to be loud.

Otherwise life is trundling along ok. I need a job for the summer or a job for evenings so that I can keep it going all year long. A little bit of interest has been shown in me so far, I'm fairly optimistic. For the summer part anyway.