Perfect Day

it's such a perfect day, i'd like to spend it with you

the rare weekday off, this is how life should work, cleaned the house and listened to New Order, specifically - Power, Corruption and Lies, Low-Life, Brotherhood, took a walk to the record store and hung out and debated the various merits of certain bands with the record store guys like i did before the imaginary boy* was born, ate a special vitamin, got a cup of swanky coffee at the art star coffee shop, smoked a cigarette, went to the Indian buffet with the girl, read a book, took a cat nap with my three cats, played with the imaginary boy, fed him-bathed him-put him to bed, went to the pub and drank a couple of cheap Guinness, read some more, slept.

*this is an old picture