There's not much in this world more enjoyable than a quiet
Saturday at home. Aside from giving me time to get all my
mundane tasks out of the way, I've also been able to plonk myself in front of the ol'
Victrola and listen to some new
vinyl I hadn't yet caught up with. Mmmm..
psychedelia.
My current relationship seems to be heading towards a decision point.. it's pretty obvious to both of us it's not anything particularly special, but on the other hand, nothing's bad or difficult enough to justify knocking it on the head. I guess only time will tell.
There's only one cigarette left.. dare I try giving up again? It's a never-ending battle between science and popular culture..