Red Letters

I only just got up (lazy bitch) and there was a letter on the mat. I picked it up and saw it was one of those red letters! I was like 'oh fuck. what bill am i not going to be able to pay now?' but i opened it and it was a very nice letter. 'twas from the digital switchover people telling me that i AM going to have to let them in to my house at some point or my TV is not going to work.

Slight problemo. Its already stopped working and i have been using tvcatchup.com for the past week now.

I called up and the lady was delightful. She's going to sort me out.

Totally interesting, right? Totally. Seriously blogworthy, huh? Seriously.

Anyways, tonight should be fun :) I stayed in bed because i am constantly tired these days and i didn't wanna fall to sleep in the middle of the action!

I am going to be meeting Stef at the station at about 7-ish (i can't remember) and then we're running to Mozzas for vital supplies (namely vodka, dr pepper and cherryade) and then coming back to mine. I am planning on getting back here as quickly as possible because being out in public is seriously overrated. I am not a big fan to tell you the truth. Maybe i should write to the train company and get them to extend the route to my front door? God that'd be good.

I wish i was interesting and had good things to say but, truth be told, i feel like tapping in to the deeper feeling today would cause more harm than good. I would much rather sit here with my lollipops, listening to Mark Ronson & The Business International (download them and listen to Record Collection-i make love to that badboii), it is so much easier to invent this alternate reality when i feel like this. If i can't see the outside and i don't have phone calls from people 'out there' then it doesn't exist and i don't need to worry.

Hmm...rambling again