Monday, 29 January 2024

Art through adversity

I’ve managed to calm down since yesterday’s “funny” turn. I was still feeling somewhat short-tempered this morning, but that appears to have worn off now. I managed to sleep, again, in short bursts, but only until 2 am. I’d rather have it lasted longer, but one must take what one can get.


I’m wondering whether to venture out today, instead of tomorrow. The weather is rather drab, but it may improve by midday. Anyway, I’ll be going form door to door via taxis, so the weather shouldn’t matter all that much.


I need to do a little personal admin before I go out, as the bank has sent me a new debit card earlier than expected, so I want to make sure the damn thing’ll work. Sigh. People always seem to come up with things to dumbfound me when my head is all scrambled. Can’t I just get by on my looks?!


I combined the leftovers of that chicken dish and the pizza topping for dinner before going to bed last night. It turned out to be just delightful! I think the chicken part needed some livening up, which the chillies in the pizza topping did in spades. I’m glad both meals finally had a happy ending.


My old school friend hasn’t replied to my texts in a couple of days, so I assume he has tired of me for now. I guess parents and weekends make a lonely combination for their single friends, such as myself.


I’m just carrying on with The Agony and the Ecstasy, which is rocking along quite nicely. Especially for a film with an intermission. It’s a more visually formal film than Carol Reed’s energetic The Third Man, but I’m liking it all the same.



Story of my life.


I’ve put a grocery order in for tomorrow, but I can’t for the life of me decide what recipes to cook. The basket is pretty bare at the moment. Perhaps I should takeaway the night away and put another order in once I’m inspired again. Or just have a think this afternoon, once the beer starts a-flowing.


Hmmm.


Right, Chuck is looking at me funny, like he wants to be cracking on with his performance. I’m coming, you gun-totting nut-job!


Do stay in touch, darlings.


Toodles!

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