As I consider what to type as an update to my Journal, for I do not do so often, I wrack my brain quite thoroughly for the possibilities are many. I could speak of how I do little but sit at the computer and waste my days away, or perhaps speak on the occasions that I -do- do something quite miraculous, of which are few and far between. I think I'd like to positively express myself this once. That last journal 'update' was quite negative and more in the form of a rant... a very long rant.

I went camping a few weeks ago, I had a good time despite the fact there were no tents unlike my friend made it out to be. We instead had a pair of pushed together football posts with blankets tied between. It managed to stay together, and spooning inside was quite pleasant, but I wouldn't say I'd like to wake to a blanket flapping against my face again. It was really cozy and warm, unfortunately I found I needed to run to the toilet... or rather, a bush. I realized that the sports field was quite a lot bigger than what it appeared when I first looked upon it during the night. There was a fire burning and food cooking and drink drinking and fag smoking, you know, all the sort of crap that goes on when you're young and partying/camping in the countryside. And so I wriggled out from beneath the blanket, which was slowly encasing Tara's Boyfriend Smurf as he rolled over in what appeared to be what looked like a maggot form, and breathed a sigh of relief as I managed to emerge from the havoc with at least a small portion of my dignity intact. How could I believe my dignity would remain?! I went in search for a more suitable place to do my business. I won't give details as to such, maybe apart from the short walk alongside the river that was rather nice and refreshing. Oh, I'm so glad I came prepared. I'm so sensible. n_n

Yay! I caught up with a friend of mine that I hadn't seen in ages today. That's a highlight to the dreich days I have put up with. I gave him a great big hug. n_n

Caio