Monday 18 January 2010

  • Laughter at my unexpected perch, glass in hand, on the sofa, rather than curled up between the sheets.
  • Meeting someone who recognises the signs of a Stein shut down.
  • Talk of books over red wine in the French House.
  • Oh. My. God. Has anyone seen that dating programme where the girls pick the boy? It's so horrifically bad, I couldn't stop watching. I feel like an adequate human being having seen what's out there. Gah.
  • An email from a friend resurfacing from a whole heap of stress.

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