Summer, The Last Two Weeks

It's been two weeks since my last post. I should blog more often, it kinda helps me to relax. So now, let's get down. It's about two weeks ish until I finally move back into town. Admin's going okay, but the landlord's being a slight pain. He asks for something, gets it, and then appears dissatisfied. Let's see.. passport photocopy, NI number, bank reference, employment reference, accomodation reference, (hell, was the deposit return confirmation not enough?). Would you like to become me, Mr Landlord? Well it'd be pretty darn easy. Sometimes I actually long to have dealt with an agency, even with all of their fees, simply because you know you're safe.
I can't wait to go back to London for good, though. The atmosphere is second to none in this country. I will miss my friends from here, but I miss my uni friends right now!
I'm back running, and don't it feel good, yah. I'm currently building up to a fourteen-mile stage of a relay race that completely encircles Norfolk, with the entire race coming to just under two hundred miles. I'm slightly worried about my fitness, though. Tomorrow's the Wissey half marathon, for which last year I ran 1:21:40. I was good then, but not so much at the moment. I'll be alright.
Football tonight, yay. England v Slovenia. Sometimes I don't like friendlies that much, because the whole league programme shuts down for the weekend, but I suppose the team need to practise together. Wednesday's game should be good, though. Time for revenge against Croatia, or rather, time to show how much of a useless manager Steve McClaren was. The World Cup, for me, is the pinnacle of quadrennial sporting events. Better than the Olympics. Judging by our qualifying form, next year could be our year.
Time to watch it; see you in a few.