Friday Frenzy September 21, 2007
Posted by Jen in : Journal , 16 commentsWell, who’d have thought? It’s Friday again. How did that happen? I think today is going to be a nice sort of Friday. Frothy clouds are rushing skittishly across the sky in a way that suggests the day’s going to whizz by. Lots to do before the clouds blend into the night.
The week has been, um, interesting. I made a tragic mistake yesterday. I ventured out to Sainsburys in Hastings. Oh. My. God. I have never seen so many pension-crazed, dusty old dears in all my life. Where do they come from? They obviously spend the rest of the week in some quasi-dimension where half-mast polyester trousers and alarmingly pointy drawn-on, jet-black eyebrows are acceptable.
I’m sure they’d be clacking their ill-fitting dentures at me, though, if they spotted me jaunting to the train station in my pyjamas. Horses for courses, eh? Actually, I have no idea what that phrase even means. Seemed the right place for it though.
I feel a little potty today, can you tell? Carol has come up with a most splendiferous idea and I’m fit to burst with excitement. In that brilliantly karmic thing that pops up and smacks you in the chops now and again, it has brought me full circle to what I initially wanted to do with my writing yonks ago.
In a moment, I shall be striding through the fields, Having Thoughts and waving my arms around in a writerly, inspired manner. No more sloping about miserably for me. Well, maybe tomorrow.
And, to round off my day of madness, I am being treated to a meal at an Indian which, apparently, boasts the best bog in Britain. Who could ask for more than that, eh?
