Randomosity

I felt like writing a blog, so here it is. I have no idea what I'm going to actually write.. but ho hum. Such is life.

I finished the first draft of a short story today :) Unfortunatly I don't like most of it now, but I reckon with a good re-write it'll start to get closer to what I want.

But mostly I'm writing this, cos I feel kinda lonely. I always do on weekends like this, where I'm sitting in my flat, alone and bored.

And I know I shouldn't be bored, I know I should have loads to do - tidying, writing, playing games, playing guitar, watching DVD, but I am. Cos I miss people. If I'd chosen to have a quiet weekend, that'd be one thing, but I have no choice. It's a case of no money, no friends, time to sit around on my ass as usual.

I miss you.

All of you :)

(Unless there are any strangers reading this, in which case I don't miss you, but that's because I don't know you. If I met you, and you were nice, I'd probably end up missing you)

I don't know what the point of this blog entry was, other than making me sound miserable and slightly emo. But oh, well.

I'm counting down the days till I'm back in Poole and get to see all of my friends again. But it's over a month, and there are just some days when that seems too much.

I'm 28, what should I do? Should I scrap my career, get a rubbish job and live in Poole? Or just carry on as I do....