Thursday 28 January 2010

• Doodling with a new pen on a new pad.
• Bath, pesto pasta, bed.
• A pret egg and tomato sandwich on the way to the office. First one in a long time.
• Giving into just five more minutes curled up in bed, despite the sounds of the amazon echoing through the heating and the helicopters circling overhead.
• Discovering a likeminded soul in the pub.

Wednesday 27 January 2010

• A gift of mascara.
• An evening of clever conversation, science and champagne.
• Nibbling Artisan du Chocolate chocolates and tangerines in front of the fire.
• Catching the DLR from Greenwich to Canary Wharf. Love it.
• I think I'm developing a strange affection for Liverpool.

Tuesday 26 January 2010

• A new phone. Back in communication (though, lesson learned: must stop dropping belongings).
• Soothing my grump with solitude and a bath.
• Sliding out in the middle of the day for a walk and a talk.
• Talking about boys in the canteen. Sometimes, I wonder if I've moved on at all from being fourteen.
• Sporting my new favourite necklace.

Monday 25 January 2010

• Payday. Hoo-fucking-rah!
• Shorts! Relatedly, realising that this month's wardrobe theme seems to be the circus. I think this is a good thing?
• An impromptu theatre trip.
• Plotting a chart from sober to dead, via steaming, buzzed, wasted and giddy (and some...). Gotta love a project manager on a mission.
• Bittersweetly, realising I'll never steal a gherkin again. Pro: Synchronicity. Con: I'll never steal a gherkin again.

Sunday 24 January 2010

• Robert Downey Jr. is hot. Very enjoyable.
• Having somewhere to turn when the water is shut off. Fortuitously, it came on just before I left the house - having left the shower open. Nothing like the sound of a phantom bather to make you realise the error of your ways.
• Clean sheets and a clean boy.
• Jeans. So warm. (Though, note to self: bare feet and ballet pumps is NOT suitable January attire.)
• Breakfast overlooking the garden.

Saturday 23 January 2010

• Toast and marmalade.
• RUNNING around the block. Concomittantly, getting the giggles as I RAN around the block.
• Broccoli rabe and parma ham. Not bad for a fridge meal.
• Indolence.
• Reading The Economist in the bath. Damply intellectual.

Friday 22 January 2010

• A vodka gimlet. Turns out, good vodka is quite nice - perhaps the self-imposed ban of nine years can be relaxed?
• A house full of people.
• Give up yer aul sins.
• Corralling excel to meet my demands.
• A unicorn on my cardigan.