Getting Busy

So here I am, having moved and spent two nights in my new place now. I s'pose I have nothing to complain about at the moment, in fact I am terribly glad that the whole ordeal is over (well, almost, there's still the painful task of unpacking and cleaning up my old place prior to handing over). I've had a pretty eventful weekend too. In addition to moving house, I did two nights of drinks, a lunch in the city and watched a movie last night. Don't ask me where I get all the time and energy though.

It's Valentine's Day, and happy Valentine's Day (whatever that means) to anyone who might be reading this. I started out the day feeling pretty cheery and enthusiastic about work, and it certainly helps that it was a beautiful day out (although it's getting a tad too warm now). All in all, I haven't felt this good for a while now, I s'pose it's because I have sorted out the whole housing issue and met up with a person whom I wanted to meet (although, on the downside, that might mean I'm re-opening a can of worms again). Anyway, for some strange reason, I decided to do a Clint Eastwood's film (Million Dollar Baby) this eveing and as expected, it was an absolutely dark and sombre movie which left me (and half the people in the cinema sobbing) with a weird feeling when I walked out. In fact, the feeling is still with me now. Well, I s'pose that's what you would call a good film, and I am certainly not afraid of films screwing with my mind (done it a million times already). It's kinda symbolic though, because I remember watching Mystic River (another film by Eastwood) on Valentine's Day last year too. Alright, it isn't your typical kind of film for this day, but I wasn't on a romantic/hot date anyway, so what the heck, yeah?

Anyway, this is just an entry to chart the past few days, no deep thoughts or inner debate here I s'pose. I should really be catching up on my sleep and start eating proper food again, it has been nothing but snacks and booze for the past week.

I don't wanna be told I look bad (also known as walking corpse) again. Since I have been recieving consistent compliments for my new hairstyle and dressing (yeah yeah, I'm still not over it) I should ride on that.