| Not your everyday Viking angel ( @ 2009-10-02 20:15:00 |
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| Current mood: |
Huh.
I'm feeling weirdly restless tonight. It's such a beautifully bracing evening; I want to go out and do something. For some reason, singing karaoke is high on that list. WTF, self? I'm a bad (read, ear-bleedingly horrible) singer at the best of times, and my current cold is unlikely to improve matters. So, very random urge there. Where other stuff is concerned: sadly, the only friend I'd feel like going out with (read, the only one who isn't happily paired up and therefore currently unavailable) is going to hit the Russian disco with some study colleagues, and while she asked me along, Russian techno really isn't my sort of music, not to mention that I'll stick out like a sore thumb for a) my unwillingness/inability to fit in with the general style of fake blondeness, miniskirts, and too much blue eye-shadow and b) not speaking much Russian ("Hello," "Goodbye," "Which way to the Kremlin?" and "The toilet of my hotel room is broken" are about the only phrases I can recall, and ill suited to getting laid).
I should probably write, but I can't make myself sit still for five minutes. Gah. I think I really miss my jogging routine (but I've heard you shouldn't run with a cold), and it annoys me that the hiatus will have set my training weeks back.