Alas, could it be; that have I once more fallen prey to the ever lingering embrace of insomnia - Or have the bouts of restless sleep that currently plague me been brought on by a weekend of late nights, drinking, excessive nerdiness, geekery and tomfoolery of the alcohol induced variety? Rhetorical question readers, I think we all know the answer to that one!
I always find bank holidays enjoyable, for a start it is one time my friends are all of work at the same time; which is nice, and there is something about having an extra day or two off work; paid, that just makes me smile. As it happens I did end up in the office for a few hours on Monday, but as I got paid double time for rendering my services I wasn’t too aggrieved; and as some people are struggling to find work right now I’d be a fool to complain. Also, the extra earnings seemed justification enough to spend a little of my hard earned cash in the Bank Holiday sales!
Fortunately for my credit card I did suppress most of my urges and resist the alluring marketing that seemed to suggest if I brought this (Random non-essential piece of shite), I’d be walking home with her (Random non-essential woman, with a large cleavage and a vacant look in her eyes). I did pick up a few movie soundtracks that I have really liked for a while, but have surprisingly never picked up before. Namely that of Le Fabuleux Destin d’Amelie Poulain, which is one of my favourite films; the soundtrack is just as fantastic as the film. It is largely composed on piano and accordion, and always makes me think of Paris in the early summer.
Listening to that got me in the mood to watch the film, again; which in turn, oddly, spurred me into sitting down and watching the Pianist earlier, another of my favourites. I seem to have a mini European film fest going on; maybe I’ll keep it going for the rest of the week. I haven’t watched the copy of Sophie Scholl – The Final Days I brought Monday, and now that I think about it, I wouldn’t mind watching Life is Beautiful.
My, don’t I have a social week ahead of me. I suppose a couple of quiet nights will do me good, if only to get my sleeping pattern back to normal; or at least what passes for normal with me.
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