I apologise for my silence. I spent last week buried under a couple of cats and a mound of tissues, good for nothing but watching Louis Theroux documentaries and wallowing. My resistance to flu-like colds has appeared to be particularly low this year, perhaps due to a lack of motivation to feel well enough to perform the daily tasks I find so abhorrent.
In my invalid state, I remained uninspired to write you a good post, even after watching this motivation clip several times:
Elle Woods usually does the trick for me, but this time no dice.
Now it’s Monday and, miraculously, my nasal passages managed to open back up on the bus into work this morning, taking in the familiar scents of eye-stinging BO, cigarette smoke, and chicken wings.
Yes, it’s Monday, and I have forced myself to turn over another new leaf–a leaf that weighed roughly the same as a cement block–but I have turned it over, dammit! This shell of a human with two thumbs is back in business, baby. Almost.
And rather than wait for my full spirit to return to my body enabling me to write a post worthy of my gentle readers, I’ve decided to provide you with a substandard post just highlighting some of the important things that have gone down since I saw you last.
I have managed to wash my hair several times in the past week, despite our horrendous ongoing shower situation. It turns out that the shower functions next to normal during the daytime when ol’ Lead Foot Waterworks upstairs isn’t running his washing machine or flushing his toilet 85 times in a row as he is apt to do in the evenings.
M&S Inaugural Visit
Staying home from work allowed to me visit the Marks & Spencer GRAND OPENING in our neighbourhood last Wednesday. I can only hope that the hundreds of families trolling the aisles for dealz will eventually make their way back to Tesco.
Stranger Things 2 Champion
B and I managed to stay up til 4am on Saturday, smashing out the entire second series of Stranger Things. I know, we’re awesome. While nothing could live up to the glory of Season 1, I thought Season 2 was excellently enjoyable. And I just love Winona Ryder so much…so much. So very very much. And I love Eleven. And all of them. And the 80s. And…I better shut up before I unleash any spoilers… Here’s a gallery of adorableness and love:
I released another new single. The album is a little over a month away. Here is the single:
Washing of the Cat Bowls
I HATE washing out all the cat bowls. I find it even more unpleasant than changing the litter. But I did it last week. I did it.
Also Champion of Pizza
On Friday night, I ate a pizza. Post-consumption, I fell asleep. I awoke on Saturday and, almost immediately after regaining consciousness, accepted B’s proposal to eat a follow-up pizza for lunch.
Prior to eating a pizza on Friday, I somehow managed to sit back down at the keyboard and write a new song. I feel pretty good about it. I flushed out the instrumentals on Saturday and Sunday, but was unable to record any vocals as I currently sound like a frog/Bob Dylan at best. I guess I will be releasing new material after the massive excitement and hysteria from the album release has died down in January (LOLzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz).
Kept It Together
Last Monday at 8pm, horribly, University Challenge was replaced on BBC2 with Autumnwatch. Fucking Autumnwatch. But I didn’t flip out. I took this travesty in stride. I don’t remember what we watched instead–I was dead inside–but I kept it together for the sake of B, who I knew was also suffering from this devastating broadcasting blow.
Going back over this (non-comprehensive) list, I actually feel a bit better, a bit proud of myself and the things I managed to accomplish.
How about y’all? What did you get up to last week? How many pizzas did you eat? Did you keep it together in a moment of adversity? Is your hair washed? And how many eps of Stranger Things 2 did you watch?
(Turns out that Dreamboat Theroux isn’t the only one with the probing questions….)
xWG // @dazeandweekes // @weekes