Went shopping for a graduation dress for this loser* today:
*This loser who very kindly carried a whole load of shit back to my new apartment with me because cleaning products, toilet roll and saucepans apparently weigh a lot more than I thought they would…
I also (finally) got a haircut.
The woman put some kind of magic potion in my hair and now it’s super curly on the top…
I have had a great day. First day off work in a while and I spent it with a wonderful friend; we had lunch, we looked at a lot of dresses (none of which were apparently suitable for graduation) and we drank wine in the middle of the day. My favourite time to drink wine.
I am a little sad because my two beautiful housemates are out tonight having dinner with a friend. I miss them. I don’t get to see them much because I have a stupid night time job that keeps me away from them. Sad.
I am sleeping in my new apartment for the first time ever tonight because I have a delivery arriving tomorrow that could come anywhere between 7am and 8pm… unhelpful. So I am going to go and pack up some stuff to carry round and await a very generous friend who is lending me an air mattress to sleep on for a couple of weeks until an actual bed can be delivered.
I am excited about my new place, but I am already missing my friends, I am missing being involved with theatre (a month seems like a very long time not to have done any theatre, the longest time I have been out of the theatre scene in Exeter in three years) and I am missing my family a lot at the moment.
I think I have acted as though the decision to stay in a city very far away from my parents’ home was an easy one. It wasn’t. It was just a smart one.
I haven’t got internet set up in the new place yet, so I am taking a gameboy, some writing stuff, a book to read and few DVDs to occupy me for the 11 hours or so that I have to wait around tomorrow for furniture to arrive…
Alice.