Here and there and back again
Spent most of the day domesticating, but managed to get a bit of my own stuff done. Including pasting up the birthday present, I got from my oldest friend, in my bedroom. A classic Kevin Cummins shot of Ian Curtis (Joy Division) on cartridge paper, poster size.
Then - and let no-one say I don't know how to party - I spent early Saturday evening shopping for bulk cat food, toilet rolls and laundry soap. Woo hoo, hard core or what? Before crawling home laden with heavy bags to cook (pesto with fresh steamed broccoli and a bottle of La Vieille Ferme) and do cat-care related things. *collapse*
Watched the Zack Snyder Twilight Of the Gods cartoon series. Part Book Of Kells/Edda and part Justice League with an interesting cast. Neither excellent nor shite, but definitely interesting enough to bother with. Not exactly Scooby-Doo...
Hopefully I can manage to do some work in the tenement garden tomorrow. All this paid (aye, right) gardening work has taken time I could have spent here doing the same. But one has to eat. Sort of. And no-one else here is helping or contributing.
Awfully tired.
I wish just physically.
