We’re supposed to spend tomorrow with Goatee’s brother. I’m okay with this, but I’m kind of getting bored of the whole never going out thing. I haven’t been to the pub in AGES. So, I figured, if I’m having a little Goatee time this weekend, I should have a little friend time on Friday night…sans Goatee. Well, I was wrong.
I forgot that the only friend I really have in Glasgow is HarryPotter, and it turns out he’s ‘busy’ tonight, which is weird because it’s not like he has loads of friends either. At lunch I asked if he wanted to go see a gig, or a film, or even maybe just hit the pub after work. But not only was he checking his mobile all during lunch – a total pet peeve of mine, how hard is it to pay attention to the person sitting across from you? – he was also really cagy about where he was going after work and with whom. So, I just let it drop. Plus, Goatee gets really snippy about HarryPotter, so if I was going to hangout after work with HarryPotter, I’d probably have to give Goatee some lame excuse.
Despite my realisation that I am a great big lonely saddo, there are two upsides to my day. My Christmas bonus was in my bank account today. Yeah! And, I found this really hilarious video which summarises 90% of the submissions in the slush pile. So You Want to Be A Novelist (Also, thumb around the site, it’s a fantastic Agent blog.)