“I've often said, the only thing standing between me and greatness is me” - Woody Allen

You find me in an uncharacteristically upbeat mood, so lightning in a bottle style, let's try and get it down on "paper" while it lasts.

Why the good mood you are almost certainly asking?
Well Billie just rang me with her GCSE results and she did really really well. I've been fretting for days and lay awake for most of last night and this morning (although that was the most pressing, it wasn't the only thing I was worrying about), listening to horror stories on the radio news, that for the first time in 24 years results were down, and marking was tougher, but thankfully it ended well, at least for her, I'm sure there are many many disappointed teens this day. I'm so very proud of her, she may treat me like an afterthought most of the time, but she's a clever and independent young girl.

For weeks now, it's seemed that I was far more anxious than her about these results. I'm sure most parents feel this way, and of course it may be anxious teens appearing cool and nonchalant in front of their oh so uncool elders.

 I've been on holiday this week, it took about two days to get bored, especially as Billie was on an adventure break in the Lake District (she doesn't count this as a holiday apparently, so just two foreign trips for her this year). I've been very lonely.  In fact signing on here I found an unfinished post about that very subject. You can picture the alcohol induced ramblings I'm sure, bemoaning my tragic and singular (in both senses) existence, but I do get very very lonely, at least sometimes. After all, I'm quite the misanthrope.

In local news, I shaved off my big hobo beard and had a reasonably successful haircut , both in the same 24 hours. Consequently I feel so much cooler (in the temperature, not style, sense of course).
It's week four of a five week month - bad planning holiday wise - I'm broke (in all senses). 

I 'partially' fixed the creaky floorboards, that for the past few months have been recreating the "Haunted Mansion" for anyone in earshot (so mostly me then). This may be one of the most trivial things I've ever said, but it was doing my head in!!!!
Also after literally years of being on sale, my neighbours house has finally been sold. I live in a less than glamorous neighbourhood, so it's probably not a little old lady moving in, but my paranoia is picturing the worst - noisy, rude, probably students!!! It'll probably amount to nothing, but I have the wonderful ability to see the worst in everything.

Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve... from yakkowarner on 8tracks Radio.

“I was thrown out of college for cheating on the metaphysics exam; I looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.” - Woody Allen