This Summer I am Mostly...

Today's post feels a little forced. Maybe because it's essentially a complain, the writing of which is at odds with the euphoria of organising my music but being distracted by listening to Disney...

Anyway, this Summer, I am mostly... ...doing nothing. I failed to get a summer job and a place in Southampton, so I moved back to my parents' and... ...failed to get a summer job. And, Lord, how I wish I was back in Southampton doing the same nothing. Because there, I have friends and Chaplaincy, and any level of activity I wish in walking distance. Constant textual contact with a few friends (one much more than others) has of course been a great comfort, but I still long for September to start.

I think in my first and second years I did tend to do, by and large, as little as I am now — but then at least I still had friends, coursemates, flatmates, GameSoc, pubs, etc. etc. I think I've changed in this respect — I have to be reasonably busy now — sure, I can curse busy-ness when I have it and it makes me fail to watch TV I want to, but really, I crave it. I certainly do now.

But thankfully, a few weeks ago, there was an oasis of activity in this long stretch of boredom — a jolly to London with some of my very dearest friends. But I think I'll write that up tomorrow, when I'm not sleepy, sweaty, dopey, warm, or any of the not-positive dwarfs, so as to do it proper justice. It'll probably cheer me up no end also. So...

...next time: the jolliest of jollies.