Beethovens finished, it was great.

Imagine the scene where they’re redoing the ladies toilets or something. Love that area just there with the trees and the leaves and big houses. I loved that old ladies toilets with its graffiti and tree growing through the roof and boarded up windows and mossy seclusion. Now it’s all destroyed and concrete and dust and building site like any other. I want to know what they’re doing and what it’s going to be and I hate that they took it away and I hate that I didn’t have the motivation to carry out the plan that I had to put a picture up on it beccause I’m too lazy and sleepy. I have thoughts and then want to write them down because I think it would be good to and then when I come to do it I get part of the way through and I think, who cares. really. This isn’t helping. Jeez I’m gonna go come up with some crazy ideas for One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest, if I can. Then I’ll hopefully come up with something I can be proud of. Hey who cares. I’ll shush now, I’ve got an internal snigger brewing that everyone will think this is real serious when infact I might be a vision of serenity in a minute.