thewav

I have always wanted to have the ringed scars of a shark-bite on my torso. I just think it would look cool. Getting them would suck but I imagine it would be a great talking point at the beach.

I don't understand why I'm so busy at the moment. I broke up with my all consuming ex-girlfriend eight weeks ago but somehow I've ended up being busier than before. I am enjoying being single an all but this new life lacks closeness. Y'know what I mean. Whether its a cup of tea left on the bedside table or the gentle probing of a foot underneath bed-covers as your sleeping self realises that you've moved too far away. If I didn't have to sleep, this would be easier.

Rant over. Just gotta be open sometimes.

Moving on, another time filler I arranged for myself is painting. Fucking hell... you would think a chimp drew some of the monstrosities I've come up with. Splashes of red, speckles of blue and a big smear of regret over the 30 I spent on materials. I kid you not. Fuck it, I'll give it to my sister as a wedding present.

My holiday budget is dwindelling (sp) fasting than I can replenish it. CanAnybody recommend a cheap destination that doesn't involve beer swilling thugs?