It's 4am on Sunday morning and I've made a welcome cup of tea to try and aid digestion of the two pizzas I had to myself last night. I'd really enjoyed 'Bullet To The Head' at the cinema and then my friends company in the pub for a couple of hours. When I left that group for them to have a curry, I went to Asda and pigged out on the aforementioned pizzas whilst watching 'Enron- The Smartest Guys In The Room' until I turned it off midway through to sleep.
So that brings us to now. Stomach dry and stodgy and throat dry too.
I had kinda wanted to not have to call at the pub last night (as was expected) and yet came away glad that I had. There is always the voice which wants to not bother doing my plans, especially when it means using up time to go to a pub since I don't drink. But it wasn't for long and it marked my close friend changing his job after twenty years.
I am returning to the cinema to watch two or three today as well before meeting a newish DJ from Jam Radio to discuss a roadshow he wants to put on in the summer.
I've been having thoughts about being nearly forty years old over the last few weeks but I'm happy to report that there's a voice which tells me I'm spreading myself thin over all my radio and paranormal stuff along with the cinema visits and seeing my boy, and that makes me feel like I'm living my life to the full. This is wonderful that I feel I'm utilising my time well and makes me want to keep doing it. Hearing my friends talk of not having done anything with their evenings was understandable to me but not something I currently suffer from. I said I didn't really do much different to them but that it did sound like I did when I spoke about it.
I've declared the first week of every month a FILM WEEK where I can only watch films and no tv series in a bid to finally watch 365 films in 2013. I think I saw 330 in 2012.
After Sunday I have work and then my son, followed by a Monday night paranormal investigation in Bingley which means ill be shattered on Tuesday. Still , its better than doing nothing.
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