Settling. For now.

I'm now in a clean and organised bedroom. It feels odd organising all my stuff properly into a room that isn't even mine...

I am at work in the morning as of course is the usual but it's 2:00am and as yet I haven't a clue how I'm going to get there in 5 hours. It's 10 miles away so walking is out of the question and it's nowhere near any public transport route. My car is dead, and my regular lift is on holiday.

I might call in sick anyway. During last week, in the space of 4 short days, I went from liking my job a lot to being really, really sick of it. And it will get worse after Wednesday.

Retail therapy is a term coined by feminists. I am not female but I bought a new 32inch HD TV, for no reason other than I just felt like it. Last week I got an Xbox 360 for the same reason.

So I had a bad week? So what? This week will be back to normal. I'll enjoy it just as much as I normally do. Right? Yes. I have decided.

I want to go on a scootering vacation. In fall. Or autumn. I like the sound of riding sidesaddle around Athens. Or Madrid. Or anywhere that isn't here. But I can't do that because it would mean being in a different country to Victoria my 360 and Assassins Creed. Whoops.