The Good Life
I've developed a habit of coming home at 1 o'clock in the morning when it's cold and I don't have enough clothes on. This, along with not eating well, sleeping odd hours, smoking too much and worrying too much has brought on a cold.
On top of that the flat moving situation has moved, well, nowhere in the last couple of days. I saw a place in Wimbledon last night, nice enough, but I got the sense that there would be daily cleanliness inspections at least twice a day and I'm not the military type. I see another one tonight, slightly over my budget, but at this point I'm prepared to pay for luxury. Which is exactly what I would be getting if I lived anywhere else than London.
But fuck that, I'm in a good mood. And with that comes a loose wallet. And if Oxford win the boatrace today maybe I can cover the distance.
Or was it Cambridge? Dammit, which one was I supposed to back?
On top of that the flat moving situation has moved, well, nowhere in the last couple of days. I saw a place in Wimbledon last night, nice enough, but I got the sense that there would be daily cleanliness inspections at least twice a day and I'm not the military type. I see another one tonight, slightly over my budget, but at this point I'm prepared to pay for luxury. Which is exactly what I would be getting if I lived anywhere else than London.
But fuck that, I'm in a good mood. And with that comes a loose wallet. And if Oxford win the boatrace today maybe I can cover the distance.
Or was it Cambridge? Dammit, which one was I supposed to back?
posted by Stephen | 1:59 PM
2 Comments:
You could move to Vegas...
Excellent idea Jen but I'd just moan about the heat... and then the air conditioning...
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