21.9.09

everyday is like sunday

Time holds no meaning for me right now. I'm looking forward to being able to tell the difference between weekdays and weekends again, the lines have blurred beyond all recognition. This has recently been exacerbated by the fact that I've not left the house for two days due to a foul cold. I have spent the so-called 'weekend' setting up awesome Pokemon decks/watching anime/drawing badly, all while snuffling and sneezing and generally being disgusting. Dad made Charlie and me watch the video Everyday Is Like Sunday for purposes of education - his devotion to Morrissey's solo work is touching.

Things I will miss at university No. 82: listening to Morrissey with dad.


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