Yesterday was the family Christmas dinner, somewhat premature, but it was nice seeing my brother and sister, even the in-law was good company. It was slightly triste for nostalgia's sake, seeing the house we grew up infor the first time Iin donkey's years.
Right now I have a gig, on my Jack Jones, which is something at least.I've shed-loads of coursework to catch up on so this Christmas iz likely going to be very busy. In any case, I am enjoying tbe modules, most especially Ovid.
Good morning Diary! Ahhh! L'amour. My cousin Luke once said, "Mad pussy is better than no pussy." To which he ended up with this cRaZy stalker of a girlfriend, who he wished he never became involved with. There is this girl (19) who has fancied me for a while, and last night I happened to pass her and Uncle Paul in the street. We went back to mine, and the rest, as they say, is history. My last girlfriend was forty odd and cRaZy, my current girlfriend is in-fact a mEnTaLiSt, but she's twenty years my junior, and a score of years younger than my last partner. As far as I can see this is a result, and makes a change from living alone. Ahhhh l'amour.
I managed to get that TMA in on time, and am currently writing the next one (Aesop's Fables - which I simply adore).My girlfriend is due back in the nut house any time soon (she is quite literally certifiable, but has a great figure and is quite highly sexed). All round this is a result. It's pretty cool actually, having a burd after such a long time alone. I may even buy her some flowers, or cook her breakfast in bed, or bake her a cake with a nail-file in so she can break out of the nut ward. In any case, she's strapped up and doped up pretty soon, which leaves me free to do my assignment. Groovy.
Sobriety is ... what it is. Run out of booze and stuff, but back on the fags. Bummer. I'm currently cooking "Rice surprise" and trying not to freak out about my late tma. Life is a living nightmare, with the occassional burst of Cumberland Gap, Cumberland Gap, goin ' on back, Cumberland Gap, with the often times old timey tunes such as dry and dusty, jack 'o diamonds and turkey in the straw, a few old timey numbers in there for good measure .
I got this brutal tma to scribble down some place wherever it is I'm at, some place, a day late already, major freak out trying not to panic, contrary to popular belief chicken licken the sky is not falling in, not yet.I would thoroughly recommend investing in a rickety old piano and quitting smoking cigarettes. Get a dog, double up on your drinking habits, and when all the stress of life slams home as you realise that you're late bysome dozen weeks on two top level really harsh Uni' mods (A437 & A330). D-day looms any day now (with the booze and thr disti ct lack of broads, and the extention, and the pressure responded to with wine and singing Old Time pian-ee Cumberland Gap over and over 'til the cows come home on an out of tune upright Joanna with one too many ringers, unsound notes, discordant, yet in perfect cadence. "I miss my daddy and more grandpa, goin' on back, to Cumblerland gap, I wish I was back on the farm, plantin' them taters long as your arm; Goin' on back, to Cumberland gap..." for hours, and hours, in D major, on Joesphine, my Joanna. Ringers and all, y'all hear old time.
Must get back to my tma.
