Hey, Im all better from my bout of probably not swine flu but minging none the less-ness. Im still working away at finishing the degree and it feels like the end is in sight.
I've also been trawling (or possibly trolling) the whole of Glasgow with my CV, my first round has been all the nice stores where I want to work (and I am, to be fair now qualified to work) and I'll take it from there. Im continuing the taking pics around the waterworks project, going up almost every day:
(Im not sure I rotated that right, im not that alert right now, im kind of distracted)
Its a great place to stamp around with my mp3 player on, I love the house and my family very much but Milngavie makes me a little crazy (and antsy, its no fucking wonder I self harmed when I lived in this petty incestuous suburb before, I mean, theres nothing else to do and there's no one to fuck here even if I wasn't taken, the only wonder is that I've skin left at all) and I just walk and walk until I ache.
Also, I don't know how many of you know but about this time 3 years ago I got engaged (pretty much against my will), I still had my engagement ring kicking about and wasn't sure what to do with it (it wasn't worth anything):
I balanced it up there to photograph before I threw it in, I don't know what I planned, chucking it in theatrically or something but in the end I just pinged it in, like a balled up piece of paper across a classroom, there it was then 'ping' there is wasnae. It feels good to have it not there anymore. Im not sure why it makes a difference.
Im getting quite toned with all the walking, Im going to get weights for my arms to tone them up too, I have no great desire to be thinner but I'd like to be able to lift heavy stuff, punch people so it actually hurts, that kind of thing. (also having a little weight round my wrists make me feel kind of grounded, I can get really antsy and it just calms me, makes me feel sort of, realer. you know) Sorry, kind of a tangent there.
Anyways, I'm going to Glasgows swanky west end later to celebrate Belgian independence day at brel with my friend Jack (im sure it'll make a lot more sense once I get there).
See you soon.
xxx


(Im not sure I rotated that right, im not that alert right now, im kind of distracted)
Its a great place to stamp around with my mp3 player on, I love the house and my family very much but Milngavie makes me a little crazy (and antsy, its no fucking wonder I self harmed when I lived in this petty incestuous suburb before, I mean, theres nothing else to do and there's no one to fuck here even if I wasn't taken, the only wonder is that I've skin left at all) and I just walk and walk until I ache.
Also, I don't know how many of you know but about this time 3 years ago I got engaged (pretty much against my will), I still had my engagement ring kicking about and wasn't sure what to do with it (it wasn't worth anything):

I balanced it up there to photograph before I threw it in, I don't know what I planned, chucking it in theatrically or something but in the end I just pinged it in, like a balled up piece of paper across a classroom, there it was then 'ping' there is wasnae. It feels good to have it not there anymore. Im not sure why it makes a difference.
Im getting quite toned with all the walking, Im going to get weights for my arms to tone them up too, I have no great desire to be thinner but I'd like to be able to lift heavy stuff, punch people so it actually hurts, that kind of thing. (also having a little weight round my wrists make me feel kind of grounded, I can get really antsy and it just calms me, makes me feel sort of, realer. you know) Sorry, kind of a tangent there.
Anyways, I'm going to Glasgows swanky west end later to celebrate Belgian independence day at brel with my friend Jack (im sure it'll make a lot more sense once I get there).
See you soon.
xxx
oskar:
your not living in edinburgh anymore?