I figure it is time to get this blog back on track. I have let it fall by the wayside a fair bit recently, and the posts that I have made, have been mainly made up of me gushing about Jay. Don't get me wrong, there will still be a fair bit of gushing going on (that sounded better in my head), but there is still so much more going on that I have been leaving unwritten.
So firstly, last night I was back at work. I got through the whole shift without being poked, bashed, battered, bruised or punched. That in itself was a good start. I was on desk duty which I expected, but I got to catch up with everyone and get the skinny on everything that I have missed sinse I have been off. Back in tomorrow now.
I should also mention that this post will be kinda backwards, starting from last night and then working backwards to earlier in the week, with random mentions of futre events. It's probably best you go get a coffee or something because this could get confusing.
before my shift yesterday I went out with some friends for dinner. We went to this Japanese place called Wasabi. Now I should probably say that going to a sushi bar was not my idea. I have an enormous phobia of fish. Dead or alive, choped, mashed or fried, if I know it came from the sea, I get an overwhelming terror. Its a source of much ridicule from my friends and family. Anyways, I hadn't seen them for ages, so I decided to try and brave it. We got in there and took our seats around the revolving tray thingy and it started. I looked at this raw fish looking sardine type thing sitting on top of a what looked like glued together rice and ran outside to be sick.
I ended up going back in, but sat on a table away from the fishy stuff with one of my friends and had a bowl of soup. Its wasnt the nicest or most filling thing ever, but I was assured that no fish were interfered with during the making of it.
Friday night I went to view some apartments. I took Jay with me to stop me from doing anything rash. thing is, I aint as patient as I would like and I know I would have just ended up saying yes to the first one with a toilet. anyways, the agent girl who was showing me the places was awesome. I know it sounds random but she just had this great personality and I wanted to be her friend. Anyways, we looked at a couple of places and she offered to take us to this new place thats just been built, that will be coming on the market in a few weeks. So we go and look at it and because its a new build the actual one I would move into is just bricks at the moment, though she said there is a one week turnaround to get carpets laid and walls painted etc. That suits me. She showed 3 different layouts and as soon as I went in to the third one it felt like it was mine.
You know with a new home, sometimes you just know? I walked in an even with no lights or carpets or anything, I could imagine where all my stuff would go, how it would look etc. Jay thought it was brilliant too and so out of nowhere, I asked him if he wanted to move in with me. I know, I know, massive step, but it just felt right. Anyways, he said yes and we took it. We have to go and put the final payments down on Friday and then it's ours. Which means I now only have a few weeks left with Smelly Gav and the shithouse brigade.
I had a bust up with my mum over the phone the other day so we havent spoken for nearly a week. The thing is, I developed my stubborn gene from here and we are both as bad as each other, so unless someone dies, neither of us will give in and pick up the phone to make amends. Seriously we are the worst. I remember once when I lived with her we had a row and didnt speak for over 3 weeks, even though we lived in the same house. The silence was only broken when I had one of my spaz moments and fell down the stairs. I will have to be the better man this time though and phone her because I need a favour :P
The random title from todays post is my little homage to Jay. I fell asleep the other day listening to the song on repeat. Not sure why but it reminded me of him so much. He had never heard it, but when he did he loved it, and he decided that it should be 'our song', which I love. We now have a song. Isnt that like a big thing?
Anyways, I think for the moment that is all. Not much else to say really. I got through the whole weekend pretty much without any accidents which is a major plus. I hope all of you are well and I shall return with a new blog soon. In the meantime, make lots of comments. Not had many lately and I feel like a hasbeen singer whose singles arent charting very well. Wow, most random analogy ever. On that peculiar note, I shall bow out. until next time guys :D
P.s. No pictures today. For somereason, its not letting me scroll the blog to bring them down to appropriate places. If any of you know how I can rectify this, let me know. Cheers me dears