Sorry, I'm an Apple Whore

I have not wasted your time in a while with my ramblings.
Cos' I have had fuck all to ramble on about.

I feel nothing at the moment.

Work is keeping me out of trouble 9-5, Monday to Friday.

Lately the rest has been spent mostly writting lists. Lists of things to do. Lists of things I want to do and lists of things I must do. The mind then wanders.

I have been spending some quality time with itunes.

I got elegantly wasted on Friday night and woke up with a bottle of gin.

I've been ill. I have been sore. I need to actually register with a Doctor in this place. Been in Edinburgh 3 years now and still havn't. I need a M.O.T - a few concerns.

I have been eating like a motherfucker.

I have been missing certain adorable mother fuckers.

I have been debating to write or not to some mother fuckers and share how I'm feeling with our whole circle of friends issue. I have a feeling I'm not the only one in the group who feels there is a seriously and scarey deterioration going on.

(Big grins - Counting Crows - Mr Jones accoustic styleee just starting playing. Happy flashbacks of Claire, giving it big licks on her new tambourine on my 23rd bday. Hammered.)

Maybe I just want dont want to regret not doing it.

(sings) ''I hate all the books you read, your music shite it keeps me up all night."

I'm going to write to my cousin on the bus on Friday. Someone remind me?

Discovered Boards of Canada.

Loving having my whole music collection with me. Always. Nearly 10 years worth. Its my fucking soul.

I'm away to see Dougaldutch at the weekend. Long over due.

I had some stoned flate mate bonding on Saturday. Watching 28 Days Later for the zillionth time and still loving it.

Boss took me out for lunch today - Eased job concerns. Hightened others....

I wonderful letter arrived. Final payments from a loan are coming up soon.

Yeah man, fuck it. I'm ripped....

(and how fucking ironic...''All this talk of getting old, its getting me down my love...)