a grey mouse
I just realized I'm uncool.
we had a holiday yesterday and I spent the first 4 hours of the day reading newsmags in the quiet of the house. the only sound would be me chuckling over an article or the sound of the kettle boiling more tea water. I took a bathe in the early afternoon and cut my fingernails and cut a mate calling short by telling him I'm about to take a bathe and the phone battery is almost empty because I didn't feel like talking. my folks stopped by at around 6 for a cuppa and a chat and then they took all the moving boxes I usually store in my basement to lend them to my mum's mate, who's moving in a few weeks. I was relieved when they left. I drank a bottle of plonk red wine when they left and then laughed and cried at the telly.
last month I went clubbing once. when my mate was visiting from vienna. I met some guys again I used to hang around with when I was a kiddo and I noticed that some of them age much slower than I do, that I wouldn't believe Shorty quit smoking ganja and that I can't handle as much alcohol anymore like I used to when I was 20 or so.
I don't drool over guys on advertisements in magazines or commercials on the telly, but I get wet by just browsing the ikea catalogue, online or paper doesn't really matter. when I'm a bit down, the probability is higher I'll buy a few mugs than a t-shirt.
I just quit smoking the other month. I can smell people smoking a cig while waiting for the tram down on the road. I'm on second floor....?
the love interest in my life at the moment lives on another continent right now. he sent me 2 sms onto my mobile phone today with a total of 3 words (in my mother tongue) and that makes me grin.
I "need" a new PC, a new mattrass and frame for my bed and I don't know from which money I'm supposed to pay for that. that's the only real problem in my life right now. apart from that I'm looking to find a sewing machine I can possibly afford. (the crappy kind)
I'm not just uncool, I've turned incredibly dull, too! :)))
when I was 18, I thought by the time I turned 30, I'd be married with children, my guy'd be superman, I'd be living in another country than the one I live in now, having a really cool job and not a single worry in the world. was I ever wrong!
we had a holiday yesterday and I spent the first 4 hours of the day reading newsmags in the quiet of the house. the only sound would be me chuckling over an article or the sound of the kettle boiling more tea water. I took a bathe in the early afternoon and cut my fingernails and cut a mate calling short by telling him I'm about to take a bathe and the phone battery is almost empty because I didn't feel like talking. my folks stopped by at around 6 for a cuppa and a chat and then they took all the moving boxes I usually store in my basement to lend them to my mum's mate, who's moving in a few weeks. I was relieved when they left. I drank a bottle of plonk red wine when they left and then laughed and cried at the telly.
last month I went clubbing once. when my mate was visiting from vienna. I met some guys again I used to hang around with when I was a kiddo and I noticed that some of them age much slower than I do, that I wouldn't believe Shorty quit smoking ganja and that I can't handle as much alcohol anymore like I used to when I was 20 or so.
I don't drool over guys on advertisements in magazines or commercials on the telly, but I get wet by just browsing the ikea catalogue, online or paper doesn't really matter. when I'm a bit down, the probability is higher I'll buy a few mugs than a t-shirt.
I just quit smoking the other month. I can smell people smoking a cig while waiting for the tram down on the road. I'm on second floor....?
the love interest in my life at the moment lives on another continent right now. he sent me 2 sms onto my mobile phone today with a total of 3 words (in my mother tongue) and that makes me grin.
I "need" a new PC, a new mattrass and frame for my bed and I don't know from which money I'm supposed to pay for that. that's the only real problem in my life right now. apart from that I'm looking to find a sewing machine I can possibly afford. (the crappy kind)
I'm not just uncool, I've turned incredibly dull, too! :)))
when I was 18, I thought by the time I turned 30, I'd be married with children, my guy'd be superman, I'd be living in another country than the one I live in now, having a really cool job and not a single worry in the world. was I ever wrong!
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