poppystrike

I was sinking into an unproductive day, when I decided to have a shower at exactly 2:30pm, leave my house at 3:15pm and catch the 3:20pm bus into town. There was a slight deviance from this plan as I suddenly had an urge for coffee. So at 2:30pm I made coffee, and then had a shower. This caused me to leave my house at 3:35pm and catch the 3:40pm bus. This worked out well. I went to the job centre and considered applying to be a flight attendant, but then realised i'd be lying if I said I could speak Spanish. So I printed off some boring sounding jobs and marched off to Pertemps. They gave me my own body weight in forms to take home with me, and told me to come back in the morning to have a 'consultation' with one of the advisers. Within half an hour all of my objectives were complete, so I went to Starfucks and had a medium hazlenut latte and read some more of my book.

When I got home I helped my sister search for psychology journals online, and then made myself a gourmet omelette. I think it was quite possibly the best I have ever made. I even toasted the top in the grill and ate it with mountains of crispy lettuce. Mmm.

Now I am bored, but i'm hoping that the camera i'm bidding for on eBay doesn't become too expensive. I need to start taking analogue photographs again.

Both of us with hearts a broken.
Tears, entwined in the same Thai sea.
The sand heckles. The waves jest.
Half of both thought it was meant to be.
Tissue of scars, bumps and bruises.
Heads down, eyes closed, masks in place.
Just lift up my cover, just a little.
We've got matching wounds on our face.

Ice queen. But not forever xXx