...number 34598613947259735872048205345018. (no, seriously, IT IS THAT DAMN GOOD)
Today has been a pretty crappy day.
There's been a few of those recently and to be honest it's been an issue for a while.
But I've been avoiding it, naturally.
Today I cracked slightly and went into Tesco after work and filled a basket with stuff, paid for it and then started walking home - in the pouring rain.
Because of the rain and the shopping I could not shake my iPhone when it started playing me music I did not want to hear. I had to pick the first track and then just put up with whatever came next.
My iPhone obviously loves me.
Playlist for Kate's walk home in the pouring rain 26/08/09.
Screamager - Therapy? (I picked this)
The Dark Is Rising - Mercury Rev
Do I Have To Come Right Out And Say It - Buffalo Springfield
For What It's Worth - Buffalo Springfield
Disco 2000 - Pulp
Beautiful Day - U2
The last track started just as I got to the doorstep and then had to hunt through 3 bags for my keys.
Fabulous, fabulous iPhone.
Now that I have taken off my soaking jeans, stuffed my trainers full of newspaper and prevented Foley from running under a bus while I checked the gas meter (£19.64) I can actually look at what I bought in Tesco.
I didn't just buy chocolate?????? *faints with shock*
(and with discounts it actually came to under £20 - my cracked brain has turned out sensible somehow).
So tonight I shall be googling how to cook pork belly slices, drinking Bucks Fizz and eating caramel shortcake, nom.
Oh, and being hyper about the fact I've had some visor related news.
Oh, and being proud of myself for finally booking that (long) overdue doctors appointment.