Sometimes I write my thoughts down.

[NB This was written Thursday night]

Just got off the 'phone to my parents. I always end up feeling a bit down and frustrated after speaking to them, not because of any tension between us or anything, but because unsurprisingly they ask what I’ve been up to and what I’ve got planned, and the answer is always... well, not a lot really. Been to the pub, seen some bands, watched some films... going to Glastonbury... erm, anything I’ve missed? Thing is, day to day I don’t think of myself as having a particularly dull existence, but times like this do make me think. I know I’ve got to sort out my career – my current job just isn’t stimulating enough, India or no India – but what to do and where to go? Also, a proper summer holiday with friends wouldn’t go amiss.

Also, if my life were a bit more interesting it might make for more interesting blog entries. At the moment I’m quite content to let my friends be interesting for me: see Liam’s excellent Papal post, Bob’s thoughts on the General Election and Elly’s views on faith schools.

Ah well. Shouldn’t complain really. It’s Friday tomorrow, it’s been a fantastic week for English football clubs in Europe* (and while I’m on the subject, congratulations to Norwich on their thrashing of Man Utd last weekend – let’s be havin’ you indeed!), and the sun’s started coming out. It’s my friend Vicky’s birthday tomorrow, so I’m sure it’ll be a fun evening, and Sunday I’m off to London Zoo for the day with my brother, our cousin and her fiancé, so I’ll try to get loads of pics of the naminals!

* Friday morning edit: but not Newcastle, apparently, who despite being 2-0 up at one point, including one away goal, still contrived to lose 4-2. The fools.