

Quote from: Alex on February 21, 2026, 11:27:56 PMA couple of crap nights at work. Nothing specific wrong, just lots of stupid people doing stupid crap to deal with. Feeling short-tempered with it all, but managing to keep a pleasant face on and deal with people appropriately.
Still, I get to watch lots of bad movies at work, so it's not all bad. Three hours to go. The Avatar gig was a bust. The friend I was going with messaged me while I was halfway to Glasgow to let me know he couldn't make it. The second time he's done that to me when he's not had the money, and I've bought him a ticket, or given him one I've had spare. If he'd given me more notice, I could have given his ticket to someone else. Anyway, I felt too p**sed off to go to it by myself, figuring I'd end up starting a fight when I was in that much of a foul mood, so I had a couple of beers then spent the night in my hotel room before heading back home the next day. Walking around Glasgow felt odd too. I've never lived anywhere long enough to consider it home, but Glasgow is where I was born. If I have a hometown, then I guess that is it. Walking around it, though this time I just felt out of place and uncomfortable. Several years ago, I determined that once my mum dies, I'd never willingly return to the town I grew up in, as I'd have no reason to go back. Maybe I should just extend that to the whole West Coast area where I grew up.
