iTunes.

Yes, it was one of those Sundays.

I've been vegetating most of today consuming whatever may lay in my cupboards and watching copious amount of telly, most enjoyably the England and France game, congratulations to England with their 34-10 victory. I've yet to watch the game, but thanks to Facebook, I knew the score oh so quickly. Probably catch up on BBC iPlayer later on tonight.

Apart from this, as most of my days seem to be, I was fiddling with my laptop, in particular iTunes. (What's with all the lower case "i"s?) Due to my OCD like personality, I can't be happy knowing my album artwork is not 100% complete and proper, so I spent hours doing this most TEDIOUS task. Being a self confessed geek, I thought that I would be bothered to find some piece of software to do this for me...But nay, not until about three quarters of the way through I thought of that plan...by then I just thought I may as well see it off.

- Murphy, my retarded Golden Retreiver has just guffed, and has vacated the room with an absolutely rancid smell. Cheers Murph. -

Anywho, after a long sleep in and the guilt settled in after not moving or doing much throughout this Sunday, I thought it best to get out. Went into Bangor and purchased some items for birthday presents, which I still have to complete tomorrow.

As I looked round the town of Bangor, I noticed how variant the age of people is. Literally from 0 to 100; when in Belfast, especially round the University area (Where I live throughout the week) the age group would certainly not spill over from 17 to 26 you could say. Was kinda weird. Made me think a bit more about what I can get away with. For example, if I wanted to pop to the shops in Stranmillis, I could saunter on over half naked and nobody would bat an eye lid. Or go out in pyjamas, or just clothed plain ridiculous, and the majority of people just wouldn't give a damn. I like that. In Bangor, I wouldn't even dare do such a thing. I'd either be stopped by an old man or lady, shouted at by some knobhead delinquents or just stared at by most. I guess I could go into social boundaries and whine and moan about how we should not accept the normality and be unique and not give a damn, yadda yadda yadda, but, let's be serious, who actually does not accept the social "norm"? Very, very, very few, or so I'd imagine. Oh well. I still love Bangor for all it's loveliness. Special mention to my little nice place near the sea.

Hmm. Well, I guess that was my first proper entry to my blog. Cool. I admit I could go on, but I think it's best to leave it short and not drag on.

Half Price Wine tomorrow night, first time in a good wee while. Wish me luck that I don't fall ill to the awesomeness of cheap Rosé!

Cheers.

Matt.

PS: Happy 19th Birthday to Lauren and Julie Scott.