Windy city blues

I’ve just found out there’s now a James Bond-themed game show on television, which may well be a sign of the end times. While I felt it important enough to raise in this opening paragraph, I believe the above is really all I have to say on the matter.

Moving on…

Friday or Saturday’s booze delivery took forever to arrive. I bought it through Tesco’s “Whoosh” within-an-hour service, but they kept sneaking the delivery window back and back until it was three hours later. My preliminary buzz was wearing off by that point. I think they just hire local taxi drivers to go to a Tesco Metro and pick shit up for you, as this asshole even refused to get out of his car. I was actually assertive for a change and said “No, I don’t live out in the street, plus you’re three hours late!”. He sighed and, after two more phone calls between his car and my building, he finally handed over the good stuff.

Lest it be said, it was not a happy place I found myself in for the rest of the evening.

Anyway, I’ve now sobered-up and finding myself fighting insomnia, which is, as always, just the worst. I think I’ve had about two hours sleep over the past twenty-four hours. I was even reluctant to type this, but I felt like saying something. I’m not sure what’s causing this spell of extreme sleeplessness, but I’m hoping to ride it out soon.

That tenant downstairs with the dog is still causing bother. “Angry Game Boy” next door came out in the stairwell and shouted down to him to shut up while I was dealing with my weekly grocery delivery. The very sweet and professional standard delivery dude looked very awkward.

The person from the council came out today to survey my old boiler, in preparation for installation of a new one. Apparently I’m going to get a call at some point to organise the installation, but that didn’t happen today. They need to build a scaffolding up to my flat and everything. Sigh. That really is gonna be a looong day! I’ll be sure to plan in advance and buy the booze in ahead of time.

I’ve just tried swapping out one guitar amplifier for another one under my knew music nook layout. It all went smoothly. I think I will be able to fit another five-slot guitar rack in there, so I’ll order that this week at some point.

The weather was very extreme today. It sounded like hurricane-force winds out there! I don’t think this helped “Angry Game Boy”s attempts to find peace and quiet. I actually expected him to stick his head out the window and start shouting at the sky to shut up. I genuinely think he has done this in the past, bless ‘im.

What I wouldn’t give to have that up all in my business.

Speaking of which, my sex drive has been quite high of late. I’ve not risked having anyone over or done any extreme masturbation, but rude stuff has been on my mind a fair amount. Maybe I’ll download Grindr and see what’s what. I just get a little depressed when I see all the good-looking guys in my area and think “What chance do I have?!”. I’ll probably just download the app and only check messages I get. I daren’t put my heart on the line by approaching people. Maybe “Angry Game Boy” will be on there.

Chance would be a fine thing, huh?

Well, I think that’s all for now. I just thought I’d chime in with more tales of morbid isolation.

Au revoir, mes enfants!

Do stay in touch, darlings.

Toodles!