Bluebells and Marigold.

I promise this roof’ll keep the rain out
of town and while you’re around I’ll
grow the daisies right out from under your feet:
you’ll be the happiest you’ve ever been,
when you’re at home with me.

This House Feels Really Big.

My brothers have become my friends now. It's a little odd. Since they've moved out, I enjoy their company more for sure. Thank God for the ageing process.

Notes For Later

This is all a note for later:

It's been a long time since I've thought of writing here. I've been slaying dragons, and getting new jobs, and losing old jobs, and being nervous, and happy, and so very very tired. I've decided a few things that I need to do, the main one being to move to Wales and live happily ever after in the cold and the green.

My coffee's gone cold. And that's not a metaphor.

This is just a post to ramble about a few things I've been thinking about. It's not supposed to be interesting or enlightening. This year I've become infinitely more nerdy. I am honestly planning on marrying Simon Lane from the Yogscast, and I don't care that he doesn't know that yet. Skyrim is ruling my existence at the moment, and schoolies is rapidly approaching. Tom Waits has a new album out. It was Ryan's birthday yesterday.

It's overcast, but dreadfully warm outside.
Embrace that shit.