pimlico's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- and now i'm feeling dangerous - riding on city buses for a hobby is sad Not so very long ago, I was writing in this very space how I was to old to emo. But now I'm writing entries with titles culled from old Belle and Sebastian lyrics and wearing my gloom like a pair of manky yet comfy shoes that should have been consigned to the bin ages ago. Aged indie kids who are too old to go emo* would be lost without B & S. And BHS too**. Probably. This summer has been slightly useless. I deman a refund. At the moment, I'm debating whether or not to move to the lovely place I looked round the other day. It's complicated, as I really like my current flat but I'm starting to wonder if a change of scene and a move to another leafy bit of North London might be good for me. I am rubbish at making decisions. Tossing a coin might help. But then I'd have to flip another coin to see if I should go with the original coin. And yet another just in case. Oh dear. * I quite like the song "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance. It's bouncy. I think it sounds a bit like My Name is Tallulah but that may just be me being silly. ** British Home Stores - they sell lamps and stuff. My Dad thinks "BHS" actually stands for "Bloody Horrible Shop". 9:37 p.m. - 2007-08-12 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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