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I live in a really small, really rural town in England. I used to live in London and I used to think I'd go out a lot once I left that place, cos I thought I didn't like going out in London. Of anywhere I could've gone... I came here, and here, there isn't a lot to do, and that boredom thing happens if I let it.

Everything is closed at 6pm, apart from the pubs, and thats an aspect of british culture that I'm happy never really exploring, I think I only ever drink because my drunken-self is better entertainment for the people I'm drinking with.

Right now though, it's harder to get bored cos the weather is good. Today might be the hottest day of the year here or something? I don't know, I don't watch the news.

Anyway, I can't tell if its that I'm not suited to "London" living, or country side living, or if I've conditioned myself to be a recluse, but I LOVE it. Look at me. I'm super goth. I suit standing by myself looking pensive. Thats my *thing*. It was never London, it was ME!



Plus I have a really chilled out partner in crime. And a neurotic animal familiar.



Today me and Luka (aforementioned partner in crime) took Tintin (the short one) on a walk. Then we jumped into the river and got Tintin to swim. Have you ever seen a chihuahua swimming? NO? Okay go here.

Tintin was really mad at me. Thsooo mads.



Luka took this when me and tino scrambled out of the water.



Anyway now it's 5.37 pm and I'm gonna wake Luka up and make him come get some food+cigarettes with our last tenner. Wee. I hope the next phase of this good mood I'm in gets me a job tomorrow.