More yawns...

I've had a day about as equally interesting and exciting as yesterday, friends.

Oh, it's been slightly more interesting. bought a couple of pairs of jeans, seeing as two out of three pairs I own are far too small, and the other pair are too big. And I've had them on for like, two weeks.

Oh, exaggeration.

Saw a woman talking to herself on the bus on the way back. Life must be interesting, if you defaultly talk to youself. Constant company, I reckon. You'd never get lonely.

Do you actually talk to your own mind, and answer for yourself? Or is there like, another voice in there that answers back? Hrm. Get back to me if you know, please.

So that was that. Oh, also did a bit of planning for some youth work I help out with. lucky me, come next Sunday I get to entertain and amuse 5-9 year olds at my church with puppets. A puppet called Timmy, to be precise. A ventriloquist's dummy.

Oh, isn't my life fun?

Also, I horrified a couple of youth workers with the state of the baby pigeons. They like, have spikes erupting from them. they'll become feathers one day (I hope), but they look like they've got white needles poking out of them everywhere. I'll add a pic tomorrow.

So now, here I am, sat here, bored as ever, with no new episodes of Lost to watch, and my brother's one the Gamecube.

Oh... No he's not... Goodbye, then...