It is Saturday. No make up. Me and Steven had the first BBQ of the year. Burgers, lovely. The sun was out today as well, and it will according to iPhone stay that way until Wednesday. We went for a walk. Half the walk was good. First half was angry silence and annoyed words, while the last half was fun, cute and nice. I preferred the last. I won on the Grand National, my first horse race bet ever. £17 richer. I guess I could have put more than a pound on. Oh well, I won. Believe it or not, I also did university work. The end is near, I can’t wait. Wolves lost 3-0 against Everton. That is no good. They will struggle staying in the Premier League now. I care because Steven cares. He is always extra grumpy after a loss. All the guys in this house are. All in all a nice enough Saturday.
