Had a very nice day, in Whitby, with Andrea, and unfortunately the Sun tagged along as well, damn star always gets in the way and causing discomfort, but how the hell do you tell him to sod off?
I'm beginning to look forward to tomorrow, not because it's my birthday, but because I get to spend more time with my girlfriend, my friends, and have a nice meal; pangs of the past do enter my mind, if only to just slight wish I was 9 again, with the excitement that comes with it, but mostly glad I'm here, as if I lived in the past I'd only be disappointed. ;)
What, in the name of all that is froody, is this land of "in-gul's" everyone keeps shouting about outside?