On this Day

Dear You,

Today (20th of April) seems to be a day that lots of suff happens on. The London Marathon eve is today; exercise is something I identify with as much as Rapunzel and hairdressers. What with Boston's happenings earlier this week, I do hope that London goes well, even though I'll be at home eating a Chinese takeaway and pretending that I don't look like a starfish with backwards legs whenever I run.

Also on today is Record Store Day. I love my record player and collection, which boasts loads of albums from Kate Bush to Grease to the Housemartins. Unfortunately, though, I have no local record store with which to celebrate RSD; I have to resort to eBay to build my collection, which I'm sure can't compare to the physical purchase of a record. Maybe I should start one...

Less great today is the celebration of 4/20 (or 420, or however you people say it); a fantastic initiative for every user of cannabis to proudly flaunt their dutty habit. 'Dutty' is perhaps my favourite word to say, because it's just a more judgemental form of 'dirty'. You should try slipping it into conversation, and marvel at how many friends walk out of your life.

I think that that's about everything of any interest that's happening today. That's a lot of 'that's in that previous sentence. And that one. Can you think of anything else, You? Anything nice happening to you today- birthdays, weddings, trips to the supermarket? Actually, having Wikipediaed it, it seems that the Columbine Shootings and the launch of BBC2 happened on April 20th, as well as that oil spill that sent everyone into turmoil a couple of years ago.

Birthdays today include Hitler's and Andy Serkis' (I doubt the two events are linked- I mean, Gollum's hardly anti-semitic, only anti-Bagginses), and Bram Stoker died exactly 101 years ago, but unfortunately not in any vampire-related way.

My, lots of things are happening/ happened today. In my life, however, it consists of me playing Spore (great) and redrafting a Written Performance Concept for Drama (less great). The latter has a word limit of 500 words, yet it's more than possible to write a short novella on how my character walks and talks. It's like being given a massive loaf of bread and being asked (more like told) to toast it in one go. Help.

Yours Aprilly,

M.

P.S. I woke up at 11:30 today. Whilst this was great for me, I was also expected to walk the dog before 9:30. If you are in a similar predicament, I suggest you read my post about waking up early here:
http://bemusedramblingsteenager.blogspot.co.uk/2013/04/early-morning-blues.html
Good luck.