I am so very, very tired. The pathetic reasons I think I can blame for this:
a. I actually got up at 7 a.m. and, like did stuff.
b. I exercised (a bit of a shock to the system after the month of laziness that was July) – an hour of badminton, three or four miles on the bike, and 20-or-so lengths in the pool. Nothing too hardcore, but a shock after all the time off.
c. Driving lesson was hard today. Full on manouvers and driving 60 on bendy, bendy, windy roads. In pouring, sheetlike rain. Egads.
So it’s been a day of doing things (including the always exciting and never-ending chores…I have some dishes waiting for me right now) and getting things done. I also gave myself a mani-pedi and managed to smudge it to high heaven – don’t you just hate it when that happens? I also mailed packages to three of my best girls, which is always good for the soul, if not for the bank balance.
Can you believe that August is here already? The Michaelmas term is just around the bend – how exciting and terrifying in equal measure!
This evening has been very chilled. Midimus and I watched the genius that was ‘The Top 50 Boyband Hits’ which was as awesome as the title suggests. I totally disagree with the number one spot (Backstreet Boys ‘I Want It That Way’? Puh-leaze!), but the countdown provided many comedy moments and asides – the fact that I can still name all of New Kids On The Block (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh), that I had a bit of a crush on one half of Savage Garden, that Aha’s video for ‘Take On Me’ inspired a series of recurring dreams for me in the mid-90s, and that I was a major Hanson fan. I wrote fan letters, y’all (call me, Isaac!).
It has been lovely hanging out with Midimus so much this break – we share a room so we don’t really have a choice, haha. We also have a similar sense of humour and the same taste in trash TV (although I’m having to convert her to ‘Oprah’!), with the net result that we can now speak more-or-less in code. Mum finds it confusing, to say the least, as more-or-less every exchange is peppered with “Mnaherer” / “You don’t even know” / “Choose, choose, choose, choose” / “Where are the hos?” / “Let’s go to ho school” / “He /she/ one/ its just not that into you….
Good times. She makes me laugh!
Night all. Time for dishes and bed. I swear, my life is soooo cool.