Friday 31 July 2009

• Dissertation finished.
• Dissertation printed and bound.
• Dissertation handed in.
• Bottle of red.
• Drunk.

Thursday 30 July 2009

• Garlicky prawns and polenta. Delicious and only five minutes in the making.
• Beginning to clear the decks of paper. I've got stacks that come up to my knees.
• My ipod fizzling out just as I put the key into my front door. Good timing, Eugene.
• A pot of coffee at 3am, some typing, and then watching dawn rise through the trees.
• A chocolate waiting for me on my desk.

Wednesday 29 July 2009

• Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep. I'm tired and want to go to bed.
• This story... 'The only side effect was that the treated mice temporarily turned blue'. Hee!
• The renewed vigour provided by a long hot shower. Warm, dry and clean.
• A couple of minutes sitting in the dying sunshine on the back step, listening to AB potter in the kitchen.
• Learning when to just step away.

Tuesday 28 July 2009

• A Zaha Hadid skeleton at Stratford.
• Help, advice and guidance (and some grammatical tutoring).
• Trying, and failing, to remember mnemomics. Futile.
• Finally sliding into a nest of sheets, pillows and limbs.
• Piecing together broken bits of cement with my toes.

Monday 27 July 2009

• Gold embossed lettering on oxblood leather.
• Chinese food in a box.
• Pro-Epil complex. Who would have known such a thing was possible, let alone desirable? Not me, apparently.
• Gossiping by the kettle. Cliche much?
• Falling asleep to the soothing tones of Radio 4, in the pitch black.

Sunday 26 July 2009

• The birds singing as I went to bed.
• Waking up to an unexpected text that made me smile.
• Sweetcorn cooked with cumin seeds.
• Rearwindow-esque spying on the flats opposite.
• Oh Lord, I love my hotwater bottle.

Saturday 25 July 2009

• A lost squirrel.
• Gazpacho.
• Playing with a stanley knife.
• Nina Simone keeping me going into the very small hours of the morning.
• Pockets in my cardigan.