I was talking to Simon, a guy I work with, the other day and he asked a simple question, “What time do you get up in the morning?”
I said, “I get up when I want…” and we both broke into song:
I get up when I want
Except on Wednesdays
When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
I put my trousers on
Have a cup of tea
And I think about leaving the house
I feed the pigeons
I sometimes feed the sparrows too
It gives me a sense of enormous well-being
And then I’m happy for the rest of the day
Safe in the knowledge
There will always be
A bit of my heart devoted to it
The memories. Those too young, will probably not recognise that as from ‘Park Life’ from Blur. Those that do will probably be suprised to relaise that Parklife was released in June 1994. ELEVEN years ago. Fuck, where does the time go? This album was released in the summer I left school. Seems like fucking ages ago.
That night when I got home I ripped the CD to my hard-drive and I’ve been listening to the album, on repeat, constantly. Great momories of a time when I didn;t worry about work, bills, paying the sodding mortage. If you are a wee nipper and have never heard this album, GO FUCKING GET IT! It’s from the time when Britpop ruled. Oasis, Blur, Suede, Elastica… All great bands from a great musical era. Sigh…
Whilst Park Life plays in the background, I’ll tell you about my weekend. Sarah and I had a bit of a falling out on Thursday night over something so completely fucking childish that right now, when I think of it and the reasons why I acted like a cunt, I shake my head and wonder why she puts up with me. I realised recently that it is SHE who keeps me out of the dark place I try to retreat to at certain times in my life. It’s like I have these mood cycles. I have good times and bad times. During the bad times I sink into the depths of despair and do as little as possible. I don’t talk to people, I don’t go out, I don’t have any fun. I just exist.
Sarah is like my safety net. If I feel like I am going to fall, the thought of her catches me. Never have I felt such love for someone, never have I relied on someone else so completely. She’s a truly wonderful woman and I don’t know what I would do without her.
We’ve spent, up until now, the entire weekend together. For the first time I stayed over and took a change of clothes. Due to the proximity of our himes, I usually get up in the morning and come home to get changed and chillax for a while. Saturday morning I woke and stayed there. I took a shower, got changed, we sat and relaxed, watched T.V., checked the forums. Boring, but great because we were together.
We went over to a Barbeque yesterday afternoon at a friend of Sarah’s. It was his 35th birthday (old bastard) and it wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Some of her friends are wonderfully dull. They couldn’t light up a room if they had access to a gas canister and box of matches. Others seem generally cool. People like Dennis Kwok, who has this high-pitched squeal of a laugh and it is incredibly infectious. Just to hear this guy laugh cracks me up. He could be laughing at something entirely unfunny, but to hear him laugh at it makes it comedic, no matter what it is. Yes, Sarah, I like Dennis. I also met Sarah James (too many Sarah’s, I tell thee), a childhood friend of Sarah’s. It was interesting to meet some of the people she has grown up with. It kinda adds a dimension to people when you see the friends they had when they were young.
After the barbeque we got back home, and after a long bath, settled down to watch ‘Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels’. It can’t have been long before we were both fast asleep. Woke up a few hours later and went straight to bed.
Tonight we are going out for a Thai meal with her parents. I’m strangely looking forward to it…
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