Moving In

I SPENT ALL DAY YESTERDAY fussing about how to move in to this new place. Did three runs there and back with hamsters etc on the bus. The whole thing feels so impossible what with televisions etc. I could barely cope with an empty hammy-filled aquarium what with 2 buses and endless traipsing from stops to houses at each end. Last night I slept like a log in my new bed with the radiators blasting ... couldn't force myself to move till past two in the afternoon, which is seriously late for me. I'm often up by 6 or 7am.

This morning, over a cup of tea and methadone I reluctantly looked inside myself and found some inner strength. The type of moral "fibre" and mettle I hate grasping hold of and harnessing. But I had to.

Because I don't even have bus fare till Monday, I'd decided the best way of emptying the old premises in the mean time would be by doing endless mini journeys. I reckoned 18 or 24 would do it, which I divided into 6-8 per day over three days. I've only done one today. Then I felt exhausted and rang my Mum on my last tiny bit of call credit. (Yes of course in an emergency I'm out of practically EVERYTHING.) Thank God she was there. They're coming tomorrow to move me properly by car! Hurrah!!!

PS: As you can see illustrated ~ my gracious drawing room and entrance hall...

And in celebration this is my favourite "song"

Top one for sound, bottom for visuals...

Cygnus X: Orange Theme (Bervoets and De Goiej Mix)



If it's dance music it has to be really tranced-out, really uplifting or really hard...

If you've ever wondered why people drop the "mindblowing" drug LSD, it's because you can walk down the park and all is glittering with fractals like this...

(Push Remix)



On a more "festive" theme, here's an American ad for Walmart (which I have heard of) featuring some "famous" lad called Jesse (who I've not heard of). Have you?

(2005)