So the holiday ain't happening which is a bit of a bugger to say the least. I've got six days off work still in a bit. I was thinking of going somewhere by myself but I can't really afford it, partially because I've paid for four tickets for Creamfields and now a bit short on cash. So I may go away for a day maybe to Liverpool or somewhere to mix it up from being at home for a full week.
It'll give me the chance to do a lot of reading and stuff which I always want to do but never get round to doing (I hope).
So on the face of it for the first time in about 4 years I won't be going abroad this year. Of course this change, as this time last year I didn't think I was going to go to New York but then I grew a pair and just went for it. This time round though there's a few things blocking making definite plans to go away for any extended period of time at some point this year, none of which I really want to discuss here.
But it's cool, it's now about 2012. I'll make my own (big) travel plans which I may or may not reveal at a time when I feel it is right. I'll be 27 next year too which I do believe is the ideal time to die in a plane crash.
At the minute I have a total fascination with Chicago (the city, not the musical).
That is all.
C's up.
