Harry Potter and the Mid-Life Crisis
Yes, I know you think I’m a twat, but I read it over the weekend. Quite enjoyed it actually. I’m sure Don is with me.
And without actually showing you a picture, I can assure you that I do indeed look quite the shirt-lifter with my specs on. I have indeed caught a dose of the gay.
Well, I have told some of you, but I’ve been thinking more and more about coming home lately, when it would happen and what it would look like in terms of me and Abby. I have one semester until I graduate in filmmaking and one more if i want to graduate in screenwriting, so there’s a question mark after all that. It’s weird, Abby and I were talking about it (as has been the regular case recently) and I was telling her, “I have to go back, people like me there!” and she said “people like you here too!”
Which reminds me that I’ve now built somewhat of a life here (it was four years on the 19th) and will miss it too when I leave.
Nothing particularly interesting, just something on my mind…