So I'm halfway through my week off and what have I done?
1. I've been to Ikea to get a new table and chairs. I've sweated over flat packed wood to put together said table and chairs...
Oh yeah, when is 40mm not 40mm? When it's 45mm, Ikea you silly meatballs.
2. I've visited the local recycling centre (tip) to dispose of the knackered old cheapo Argos table and chairs. Get away with you, cheap rubbish!
3. I've invited a man into the house and given him a deposit on new windows, door and patio doors.
Yes, I've been an adult. I hate being an adult on my days off. I don't like spending money on tables, chairs, windows and doors. I like spending money on CDs and DVDs. I am 15 and my pocket money doesn't stretch to furnishings, please Mummy surely this is yours and Daddy's responsibility.
At least the rest of the week is to be devoted to more fun pursuits. And first, in response to a very listenable 60s female French singers compilation my friend did for me, I've decided to return the favour: my first ever CD compilation for somebody else.
I'm confident it's going to work. I'm not confident that he'll like it but it's going to work for me and that's the best I can do. I know what he likes and what he doesn't like. But not what he might like. We've got a hell of a lot of music here and I'm going to try to make this as eclectic as I can. A real mish mash of musical styles. A cornucopia of groovy sounds.
I'm kidding myself, aren't I?
UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE
To celebrate me finishing the compilation CD for my friend I feel like dancing.
If anybody else wants to dance email me and I'll send you a track that makes me dance every time I put it on. Six minutes of dancing feet!