Sat here listening to “the best of euphoria” mix, and bloody good it is too. I got a bit bladdered last night, we didn’t go out or anything, I just kept nipping to the fridge for another can and it sort of crept up on me.
So this morning I am a tad hungover. Not in a groaning and vomiting form (its been about 20 years since I was last there) but in a “not in peak form” way.
I’ve spent a lot of time this week in my garage playing nicely with bits of balsa wood, and in the interest of trying to escape from saddo mode I am shortly to accompany K to a giant shopping mall. I don’t think I shall be buying anything. In fact from past experience I shall get there and as I step in the door a state of “resigned boredom” will wash over me.
I see the same state of mind in the faces of the other men waiting patiently outside the clothes shops.
Still I can go and do a quick lap of the gadget shop. Last time I was there they had some really funny gizmos called “airzookas” they blow a plug of fast moving air about 30 feet, its like being slapped by an invisible man. Oh I cant explain this, go and do a google search !