vegas

oh yes...so had a little spontaneous trip down vegas' literary memory lane...i.e my old journal entries and the nostalgia was just brimming over..i feel like a tired old bag now..i have changed quite abit since then.but some things always stay the same dont they...
such as my habit of always repeating the same old silly little anicdotes over and over again.
such as the one when i was standing at the train station..lighted my fag..dropped my lighter back in the bag..turned around...looked at the sky..my watch..the strange little man on the other platform giving me weird looked...which isnt exactly unusual..you get a lot of funny looks over here..but sometimes i think..oh is my mobile ringing and i havent heard it...so i turned to my handbag to check and...my hand bag was up in flames...yes tahts right folks in flames..the lighter had carried on burning in my bag..so yes it all ended with a lot of blowing out and bla...interesting eh.
sorry to bore you with such trivialtites but im not all too pleased about my present life so id rather delve into my past archives of amusement than just winge about my true sorrows.im trying to improve my present life and hence my future and one of the things i would vey much like to improve is updating my sg journal.my journals do seem to be quite difficult to read cause of my abliteration of punctuation but you know good comes to those who wait and so on....bear with me.im coming home.