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The Best Saturday in the Whole Wide World
Mar. 18th, 2006 01:52 pmI woke up at 8:49am. I had some postcards to drop off at the post office;I told Kevin I would buy The Guardian if he cooked breakfast. He agreed. After a quick shower, I set off with a bag of recycleables & the postcards. The cold wind froze my wet hair. At the post office, I bought a PostPak big enough to fit cookies & perhaps a few other things.
I sat in the living room listening to pop videos on the telly while reading the paper. Franz Ferdinand said the audience at their Rio concert was the best one they ever had (which I already knew from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tete_glitter.) My appetite was wetted by the smell of fried eggs, baked beans and lattes coming from the kitchen, as well as the news that tomorrow The Observer will publish Douglas Coupland's interview with Morrissey. After eating, I played Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door for three hours.
Kevin and I are sitting in our bedroom, at our desks, doing "stuff". I'm writing this, obviously, and then I'll try to work a little on my novel, catch up with LJ, and do some research. Kevin is playing classical music on his iTunes and typing away. When 7 o'clock strikes, I'll start getting ready to leave the house and join horror-enthusiasts for a preview screening of the Hostel. I love watching horror films at the cinema: I always jump and get exhilarated as if I'm in an amusement park ride.
I sat in the living room listening to pop videos on the telly while reading the paper. Franz Ferdinand said the audience at their Rio concert was the best one they ever had (which I already knew from
tete_glitter.) My appetite was wetted by the smell of fried eggs, baked beans and lattes coming from the kitchen, as well as the news that tomorrow The Observer will publish Douglas Coupland's interview with Morrissey. After eating, I played Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door for three hours.Kevin and I are sitting in our bedroom, at our desks, doing "stuff". I'm writing this, obviously, and then I'll try to work a little on my novel, catch up with LJ, and do some research. Kevin is playing classical music on his iTunes and typing away. When 7 o'clock strikes, I'll start getting ready to leave the house and join horror-enthusiasts for a preview screening of the Hostel. I love watching horror films at the cinema: I always jump and get exhilarated as if I'm in an amusement park ride.
