dead end at melton street

went flat-hunting today, felt like a little kid pretending to be all grown-up.

london 7s this weekend - hope tickets won't be a problem. gonna give m.reb a call later this evening

need to head to a jobcentre to apply for a nat insurance number. and to the doctor's - there's something disturbing about my lower back and my knee. usually i try to avoid going to the doctor, but bearing next season in mind, i'm taking no chances.

last night i went for the geog end-of-year party at the shaftesbury ave walkabout. didn't have fun, and once again i vowed under my breath keep to my decision not to hang out with certain people anymore because being around them always, somehow, inexplicably, makes me uncomfortable.

am not very inspired to blog interestingly at the moment. too many other real-life practical concerns. so truncated sentences, flow.