Happy Birthday To Me!

It's my birthday today - I'm 24! I'm at the stage in life where I don't care about birthdays or how old I am. It's how you feel that matters. In fact, as I've been getting older in the past couple of years, I've been feeling younger - I guess it must be down to a healthier lifestyle. I'm not doing anything as such to celebrate my birthday, except for the party I've got planned on the 17th September.

As a treat, I popped into the Virgin Megastore and purchased 4 CDs from the "4 for £20" range; 3 Pixies albums and an album by Kraftwerk (a random choice to make up the numbers).

Since last night I've viewed 2 flats; the first was a small 2-bedroom place in Mount Florida, sharing with a Moby lookalike, who is doing a degree in computer games design. The other place was today on Woodlands road, sharing with 3 girls and a guy. The first flat is nice, and cheaper than my current place, but with travel expenses included would work out just as expensive. The second place was pretty scabby, although cheaper. I don't think either would suit me.

I'll continue the search on Wednesday, once I've done another couple of shifts in the nightmare that is the Goldfish bowl.