The 11th of August.
Well, it has been a very curious sort of day. I got up early, because I was going to meet Selina at Windowbox Café at ten for breakfast. When I got there, I saw Carl (from Aston back in the day) was working so we said hi and I ordered a coffee to drink while I waited. However, Selina did not appear, or reply to my texts, which was worrying. After forty five minutes, I was hungry so I ordered some French toast with pancetta and maple syrup and another coffee and it was delicious. At about half eleven, I left, but I texted her again to ask her to let me know she was alright. When I got home, I received a reply to say that her mum had turned her alarm off to let her sleep in! Little bit annoying but her intentions were good. She gave me a ring this afternoon, so we had a lovely chat about the piece of art she is in the process of creating. Normally I hate talking on the phone, but actually it was really nice.
The rest of my afternoon was incredibly wearisome, playing a level of Rayman that killed me a frustrating amount of times, and it took me about three hours, but I am really glad it’s over. I do not know how ten year old me dealt with how utterly fucking useless Rayman is sometimes. I just knew I had to get to the end because you can’t save in the middle of a level and the thought of doing it all again was intolerable.
The 12th of August.
Most of today has been super boring. Well, for you to read. For me, it has been a bit tedious but enjoyable simultaneously.
Crochet and tv. This morning, it was Sunday Brunch, and when that finished, it was House. I just needed to get to the end of the back and forth rounds of the dress, and I finally have. Now I have to do the final decorative bit, which will be more interesting.
That has been literally all I have done today. However, I did stop at about five for two hours because one of my old friends from school, Sam, came round. She was in Birmingham for a psychology course and I saw this and asked if she wanted to meet up, so we did! I have not seen her for about nine years I think, so it was good to a) find out what she’s up to (training to be a psychologist) and b) reminisce about school, mainly good stuff but also some of the less good stuff – our class was not known for our exemplary behaviour. We obviously talked a bit about medical stuff too, and I have impressed upon her the importance of becoming a stem cell donor. She’s going to do it. I’m going to check. It is so cheering to be able to talk to someone that I know, have known for so long, we’ve both grown and changed, but can come back together as if no time has passed at all.