aaah the precipise of change. i stand on the verge of a variety of decisions which shall effect and alter my current existance, and i seem to regard said decisions with all the import of soup and a bread roll. i know what yer thinkin..."SOUP AND A BREAD ROLL IS IMPORTANT!" but dig deep into your heart and think about the last time you actually weighed up the impact a bowl of soup with a bread roll could have on your life...exactly.
On one hand i have the offer presented by my mums boyfriend, Lee, to go n live with him in bulgaria for however long i deem to be there. sounds brilliant in theory, but it both A, requires money to get there, and B, that i just abandon my life, my friends and family and bugger off to a country where the heat would undoubtably kill me before i managed to apply suntan lotion factor 10,00284727950939+, so im still hummin' n hayin' over that'n...but its not a decision i need make until im in the position to making enough money to put away towards it, so for the moment that has a pin in it, though it would affect the other decisions i have placed before me which revolve around my living situation. currently, as everyone knows after i was 'voted off the island' i am living with my mum and my brother...NOT the grim fate i expected, and while it has draw-backs it has infintely more upsides...and its nice to be with family.
but yes, i am living with my mum and brother, and the decision before stands as such. to get a place of my own, or too stay where i am...after careful consideration of how my financial situation will be once i get fulltime work, i beleive that between my brother and myself we could afford to keep the house runnin, thusly freein my mum up for an early retirement. granted, that would tie me and chris into having no option to move out in the future coz we'd be supporting my mum, but after all she's done for us that hardly seems like a bad thing. on the other hand i can get a place of my own, start that arduous process of assembling a household after the loss of much of my belongings and get back to being the self sufficient little so'n so that i enjoy being, as opposed to living on the kindness of others. this would make a lovelife much more viable when i decide to get back in 'the game', since frankly, i cant imagine any ladies wantin to show me a good time on the ol' sofa-bed. hahah...
although, ladies, drop me a line if you have a sofa-bed fetish. i have flexible hours and a lot of enthusiasm to share. hahah.
at the moment, i lean in favour of the gettin my own place and gettin myself set up with a similar arrangement to what i used to have in bucksburn, just for the sake of a little bit of stability, which has been lacking for the past few months.
see, when i started writing this wee blog i had a point i knew id eventually reach...however, i have forgot said point because i have been brought soup. no breadroll, but plenty loaf.
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mmmm..,
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this is more important than i realised.

hahah

right im not just being a self loving scumbag, the new photoalbum should have about 20 images in it but the uploader is being a total cockswallower.

ill maybe try again when i can be bothered

the other night, i had the misfortune of turning round to find 2 dandylong legs having SEX ON MY WALL! while at the the behest of no less that 4 people i did scramble for a camera to photograph said insectille naughtyness, but upon reaching the pair've wee bastards they had uncoupled and proceeded to flit, thats right, FLIT around the room. i do not sleep in a room with flitting things, so i used a box and ended their lifes for the crime of flitting.

in othernews, i find myself addicted to Everwood, some terrible family drama from the us. TV is a disease, and i think i may have caught it. hahah