- A Superman-esque wardrobe change in the loos. From sixties poppet to Hoxton twat?
- Standing, barefoot, in the rain, watching the sun shine through the heavy water. So pretty. (So wet - My shoes may be irretrievably soaked.)
- Gideon has re-emerged!
- Someone to listen to me spit feathers with rage, and not only employ some fairly effective calming techniques but give me some actually quite good insight.
- Bumping into a fellow dissertation-sufferer, and commiserating with each other about the hell that is working and writing and writing and working. Not long to go now though.
Friday 24 July 2009
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