January 2010
28 posts
oh wentworth
i watched persuasion last night. yes, i cried - of course i did! jane austen always reduces me to tears. though pride and prejudice is my favourite screen adaptation (the epic bbc version - think colin firth and lyme park) it is perhaps a little too long for an evening viewing. lyd and i sat sniffling at poor anne’s misfortune, enraptured by the whole painful, sorry romance. i must admit i...
i’m writing a book and you’re the star
tomorrow
macbeth makes a beautiful love letter if only it is rearranged a little. i will show you tomorrow.
ouch!
yesterday my baby sister knocked herself out. when i say baby - i mean, baby to me. she’s thirteen years old and she slipped in the school changing rooms. no-one knows how long she was unconscious for because she was in there on her own (no idea why though). there were ambulances and paramedics, apparently. we don’t go to the same school though. she knows better than to go to chapel....
another snow day
“The school will be closed on Monday 11th January. This is due to the treacherous conditions on-site and on the surrounding roads caused by fresh snowfall settling on ice. We are continuing to do all that we can to ensure we re-open as soon as it is safe to do so.”
i bloody love chapel.
broken bones
oh no, i meant broken boiler.
the temperature in my house is dropping by the minute. i might be dead by the morning. i hope it snows more anyway, though, because five snow days just isn’t enough. i’ve kidded myself that school does not, in fact, exist and that kerri and i are going to set off in our campavan to grow weed and eat a lot of scrambled eggs and sensations chilli crisps as...
goal
to knit a sweater. i know i can do this.
double-exposure - an insight into my life
this year i have three diaries and it’s been taking me longer than you might think to fill them in every day as well as writing on here. today has been rather lovely, and i feel like doing a bridget-style account of it, just because i’m really tired and sitting in bed with the most horrendous leg ache and feeling quite ill. here we go.
6am - alarm goes off, press snooze. continue to...
high resolution
- go running
- stop eating
- learn to draw
- try and give a shit about something
ask me anything
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dry eyes
i urgently need to get some sleep. i didn’t sleep at all last night, due to it being new year etc. we all trotted off to kerri’s for festivities; pear cider, plum shit and guitar hero and so on. we went on several treks round chapel with owen to find him some cigs and i ended up being sent into the royal oak to scrounge change and get his richmond superkings out the machine subtly...
all apologies
i’m sorry for being so cruel. i’m cruel because i’m angry. i’m angry because i’m afraid. i’m afraid because i miss you. i miss you because, well, you’re never here any more, are you?
ctrl
a cliff face by a raging sea, the storm building black over a blurred horizon; a silhouette stumbling along the very top of the cliff, leaning more and more recklessly over the surging black so far beneath and - a step too far, a foot over the edge, but the silhouette does not fall, it regains its balance as a trickle of crumbling rock begins to tumble downwards, becoming an avalanche of something...