Set my text tone to an Original Series Star Trek communicator yesterday. Because fuck it why not?
And Dad heard it earlier and now he wants it.
We are a household of nerds.
The Art and Making of The Dark Knight Trilogy arrived today.
And it looks like it’s going to be a really good book and an interesting read. And it’s going to make me nerd out A LOT.
But Amazon didn’t package it well enough, so it arrived damaged. So I’m sending it back and getting a new, and hopefully better, copy.
Been having a hay fever attack for most of the day.
I thought I might be getting a cold at first, but I don’t feel ill at all.
My nose just wont. stop. running.
It’s like…. ick.
Thank god my eyes haven’t swollen up like usual.
Sat in the living room wearing my Argos fleece because if I keep putting the heating on my Dad will put up my rent.
And that is a thing I don’t want to happen.
So when you’re trying to not over think stuff but then in trying not to do that you end up other thinking it more.
Here’s 14 year old Anthony with a broken arm.
And wearing a Manchester United t-shirt.
And no glasses, oddly enough.
(Since this was high school Year 9, and I didn’t get specs until Year 10)
My Saturday night.
The wine is from a bottle work gave me. I’m no expert, but it doesn’t taste very strong. I’m not surprised.
I’m watching the ‘Final Cut’ of Blade Runner for the first time.
