Adventures in the Looking Glass

My brother just knocked on my door and asked me what I was listening to.

"You wouldn't like it," I said. " It's Goth."

" They're quite trancey," he said, doing some sort of trendy wiggle with his hands.

" Yeah..." I said. Please go away, I thought. He hung there with a "so..?" look on his face.

" VNV Nation," I grumbled, and closed the door. Great, another excuse for him to come in my room and steal things. Now he's playing his shitty music loudly, with the door open. Bastard.

Grumble grumble.

I haven't been looking at houses this week as nothing really turned up in the area I'm looking in. Vici's mum suggested last night on the phone that I get a mortgage and buy myself my own place. It's a possibility, but hell, I'm not even earning enough to be paying off my student loan so how will I afford to pay off a mortgage? The bookshop chain has a branch in Northallerton. Maybe I could move shop and live up there, and maybe Hilary could come too and then I'd be living with someone I know!! All very pie in the sky. Anyway, they'd only let me move if I was important enough, and I'm not there yet. Give it another couple of years maybe.

Watched 8mm last night and tonight. I had to break it into two segments as my computer kept crashing after about two hours or disc spinning. Weakling thing. Joaquin Phoenix is always nice to look at, and with blue spiky hair and leather trousers, really, who's NOT going to watch? I had a dream about him while I was on holiday. I think it was because we were talking about Phoenix, Arizona. Also, I think it collided with the altitude sickness, because I never dream about famous people.

Ho, hum. Finsihed reading a book called "Sabriel". It's really cool - all necromancy and magic n' stuff. I bought it and the sequel while I was in the states so I can read the sequel straight away!! Joy joy!!!

Goodnight all.

Well I went to see the house. The people in there seemed nice enough - a little older than me but that's not unsurprising really. The house is quite nice too. The bedroom was a little small however, though having a double bed in it doesn't really help matters, but then it is a double bed. It made me realise what £230/month is going to get me here and also made me realise that I have too many possessions. So, (and I have been thinking about doing this for a while) I'm going to sell off some of my stuff. I'd quite like to sell enough to be able to make a small contribution to a laptap as part exchange for my clunky great computer, though really that's not going to happen.

Anyway, when I get it all sorted I will stick a list up, probably on my website, of all the stuff I will be shifting - CDs, books, videos, maybe some clothes, maybe my stereo (I need a smaller one anyway). The more easy I can make things when moving about in the future the better really.

Still not talking to my mother, but she's not been in this evening so a small respite at least. Brother stormed out at dinner because my dad was watching him eat. Like I said, dropped on the head...

Work good and busy though, which is what I like.

Whimper whimper.

Had an argument with my brother (some people should have been put down at birth), swore a lot and got so angry I was still trembling for half an hour after. He seems to be under the impression that I should be cleaning the house in my unemployment. How this was meant to happen when I spent most of the day in Windsor I don't know. Obviously I have a doppelganger. At least I have never been unemployed for nine months and spent it scrounging from my parents in order to buy fags. That boy can only be described as a four-letter word which begins with a C - I only say it when I'm really angry, and I certainly don't write it down!!

Have been reading "The Owl Service" by Alan Garner nd it's soooo cool. HAd to pull out my copy of the Mabinogion to swot up on Welsh folklore. V. cool!