Well, the joy of essays? There are none. I've spent the last few weeks since we got back from France working away on a couple and they're both virtually finished - well one is away and marked, the other just has to be typed up but it is written. I know that the end result will all be worth it, but finding the time to sit down and do these things is nigh on impossible. But such is life.
As a reward to myself, I've been getting some new tunes - Mumford & Sons is a new favourite as are Bad Religion - a band I realy should have been listening to for years! Finally got some more Mogwai stuff and some Tom Petty albums. So I'm a happy boy.
I'm also giving serious consideration to a bit of job-hunting. I had hoped to stick out the place I'm in for a while, until I finished my OU course, but to be honest, it's driving me slowly insane.
Starting, slowly but surely, to get some exercise in. Bit of badminton last week and hopefully get the bike out the shed this week to, for a wee trip along the canal.
Last, butby no means least, the Saab is started and the tyre that kept going flat appears to not be. Gonna try a wee run in it this evening and see how that goes.
This blog was written to the sounds of Recipe for Hate by Bad Religion.
