The first full day of being home

Well, my first full day back home is over, and what a day it's been. A long lie, followed by meeting a friend in King's for lunch and a drink. It was good. And very busy, but yet I still didnt feel bad about sitting with just a can of Irn-Bru at one point, mainly because I used to work there.
Then it was on to shopping. The ice rink which I mentioned yesterday was in fact not even ice, just some rubbish stuff you can almost skate on, and it is really, really, really small. I laughed because I went at George Square. Visited the good old wonders of Poundland too so my friend could buy a new saw. He broke the old one, which is interesting because I always used to make fun of him for how he couldnt use it properly. Maybe thats why he broke it I suppose.
Went to my churchs Christmas celebration too. As soon as I was in the door, three people appeared and asked how I had been getting on at uni. It was nice, and the christmas celebration went well.
After that, just had a nice quiet evening, went round to a friends house and watched nothing in particular on tv, just like old times. It was fun, and relaxing, and was great. And now I am tired, and bed beckons.
So here's looking to tomorrow. Church, meeting friends for coffee, more church, and then messing about in the evening. Get to play guitar at church too. Well, bye.