LostInTheWoods

Today has been a really dreary day... and found myself getting a bit bored... so I was just surfing the net in a casual way, and I hit upon Flickr, and found myself looking at pictures of my rather non-descript (and some say crap, well it made it to No. 9 in the Crap Towns list) home town.

This is not healthy, and even writing some provocative posts on some ex-pat forums didn't even break the mood. So, I started to get a bit homesick...bugger. This doesn't happen to me very often, but I think you can find yourself idolising where you come from, even though you are quite happy where you are. You also conveniently forget all the crap days you may have had in the old place. I also realise this totally contradicts what I said in my first post....

So to cheer myself up, I am living an 80's revival through my headphones. So I am currently listening to "Mr Big – To be with you". What? What's your problem? Up next is "Poison – Every Rose has it's Thorn". All these songs have hidden depths I'll have you know.... Leave it.

Ren (for it is she) is not very well at the moment. She has a fever, a voice like one of Marge Simpson's chain smoking sisters, and a cough that scares me. I hope she gets better soon...

That is all.

LostInTheWoods