Yeah I know confusing.
Yeah so I nipped out to get my paper this morning and the white sheet of paper covering the obscenities left by crazy has been pulled off and CLEARLY someone has been trying to scrub the first line off, but it's just made a nasty mess and it now looks even worse.
Not sure what's going to happen, but I'm sure Barnett the building owner isn't too chuffed about the whole thing.
Hey if anything big happens y'all be the first to know, I promise.
So I just spoke to my pal Kev in Manchester with regard to my visit next week. Now his brand new little girl (I haven't met her yet) will no doubt be in bed by the time I get there, as my flight lands in Manchester Airport at 18:06 Thursday evening, so I will probably get into the city by around 18:45 which means that little Pyper will no doubt be fast asleep. So I'm kinda hoping that Nicola (Kev's girlfriend) will let me stay over for that night so that I can see the baby first thing in the morning? Well it sounds like a fine plan to me, but clearly this may disrupt them somewhat, so I don't want to piss anyone off.
Actually that would work well for me because I do have to rent a car, so I could then on the Friday go see my apartment in town (just to check the condition it's in) then go rent a car, then drive it to Julie's and see the girls Friday night? Oh yeah that could work.
Ok so yesterday I went for my facial at Dr. Howard Sobel's office uptown. So I'm thinking well while I'm up here I should go to 52nd Street and get my tennis racket stringed etc. Yeah clearly I wasn't thinking...well you see by the time I'd had my facial done I was pretty red, in fact I was rather blotchy. I guess it was all the blackheads that she had to squeeze out of me, which clearly had built up because it's been a fair few months since my last facial. God she was digging FOREVER, fucking hell. But I must admit it was a good facial, the creams smelt and felt divine and also she massaged my hands, put a ton of cream on them, then placed them in reynolds wrap, then shoved them in heated gloves. Oh my god I could barely feel them when I removed them, they were sooo soft, honestly they slipped off my face.
So yeah after my appointment I was completely zonked out and so very red, so I just got in a cab and came home. Yeah I know, it's silly but honestly I really didn't want to go into the tennis store with a bright red face, even though most of the time, especially in this weather, my face is red, but it was REALLY RED yesterday.
So TODAY I'm going to go back uptown (aarrgghh) get my tennis racket stringed. Well I start my lessons again beginning of February, so I need to get it done.
I'm also debating using a small carry on suitcase for my trip to England. Yeah I'm sure it won't happen once I start packing, but I hate lugging that big fucking thing around, it drives me nuts. I'll see if I can manage with just a few pieces and only one coat and one pair of jeans and even just a few tops as opposed to ALL OF THEM.
Right my main front new page for Spraggworld is done, courtesy of Morpheus, now I just have to re-design the continuing pages.
Let me get on with that now.