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kernow day 6
Dec. 19th, 2008 06:43 pm:wails: don't *wanna* go home! Wanna stay!
Seriously. i always forget how damn homesick i get for this place. Actually moving here, though, well... it's far away from everywhere else, don't know anyone here, and my job skills are essentially 'office job, possibly, with added retail'. So trying to find owt outside a shop or bar would be difficult.
Today - went back over to St Mawes, walked further round the headland, found entrance to a beach that looks like it goes round the rest of that bit of the coast, (seriously fucking windy, that beach) which has... well, it's got sand, it's just got a lot of shells and pebbles and gravel covering the rest. So not quite sand and not actually a pebble beach. On the way back, it was a lot choppier with spray and a lot of wind - my hair is now in what you'd call 'oh shut up, this is not a perm' state due to the sheer amount of curls.
Anyway. The dvd has not appeared. (damn you play.com, the one time it had to be minimum time and it wasn't.) Knowing my luck it'll probs appear tomorrow, except I'm getting a train out of Falmouth at 8:58, and the postie has a tendency to turn up at about 11am. So. Parents will be here for new Year, so should be picked up then, and cue me returning it to play.com. A bit peeved, since i had to buy a replacement at a higher price down Tescos to make sure it gets there. Package now dumped at post office.
Half-packed (worn clothes, random stuff I'm not going to need tonight). Pondering what to do for dinner.
Seriously. i always forget how damn homesick i get for this place. Actually moving here, though, well... it's far away from everywhere else, don't know anyone here, and my job skills are essentially 'office job, possibly, with added retail'. So trying to find owt outside a shop or bar would be difficult.
Today - went back over to St Mawes, walked further round the headland, found entrance to a beach that looks like it goes round the rest of that bit of the coast, (seriously fucking windy, that beach) which has... well, it's got sand, it's just got a lot of shells and pebbles and gravel covering the rest. So not quite sand and not actually a pebble beach. On the way back, it was a lot choppier with spray and a lot of wind - my hair is now in what you'd call 'oh shut up, this is not a perm' state due to the sheer amount of curls.
Anyway. The dvd has not appeared. (damn you play.com, the one time it had to be minimum time and it wasn't.) Knowing my luck it'll probs appear tomorrow, except I'm getting a train out of Falmouth at 8:58, and the postie has a tendency to turn up at about 11am. So. Parents will be here for new Year, so should be picked up then, and cue me returning it to play.com. A bit peeved, since i had to buy a replacement at a higher price down Tescos to make sure it gets there. Package now dumped at post office.
Half-packed (worn clothes, random stuff I'm not going to need tonight). Pondering what to do for dinner.
