Pynchon

Sometimes you just have to get on with living a life rather than writing about living a life.

So...

1. Shopping.
2. Cleaning.
3. Feeding the birds in my back garden.
4. Spending money that I do not have. (Tickets for The Pigeon Detectives at the Carling Academy, Portishead at Wolverhampton Civic Hall, Goldfrapp at the Symphony Hall, Boston's first album, Portishead's live album, newspapers and magazines).
5. Movies. ("The Savages", "In The Valley Of Elah" and loads and loads of movies on the TV. I will write a couple of little reviews of "The Savages" and "In The Valley Of Elah", probably tomorrow.)
6. Fighting with Lorraine.
7. Making up with Lorraine. (Not a code for having sex with Lorraine, because I do not bother to ask anymore. Why bother when I know what the answer is going to be?)
8. Complaining about the heat.
9. Complaining about the cold.
10. Dozing off.
11. Waking up again.
12. Getting drunk.
13. Regretting getting drunk.

I also found out that Sister 3 has had a scan and baby is A-OK. My Brother has vowed never to speak to Sister 3 again, because he has just found out that the baby is going to be half west indian. My reaction? So fucking what?

The situation with John Rodent has progressed, somewhat. It is all down to Lorraine and the steps she took on Friday. I will write about that next time.

I am tired.

Labels: Arguments, Drinking, Lorraine, Movies