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Yesterday we went to Tate Modern and got lost in its many rooms, and compared tjej's hair to one of the artworks. Some of the art was incomparably hideous, but there were terrific things set up as well. My favourite thus far is of the Thames Dig where there were drawers of the stuff you could open that had been dug up from the Thames. There were pens and pottery and letters and bones (Z: I think that's the claws of some animal; N: No no, i'm sure it's ribs. It looks exactly like the stuff we cook with beans) and bottle tops arranged in a rainbow fashion. It was terrific, and there was even some of Dali's art and we had a grand time.
I discovered that Turbine Hall is in fact itself meant to be an exhibit, and how to fish-fight and that verlaine's elbows are lethal.
And then we walked for a long time to seek places to eat, and the Albanian waiter had designs on Z's incredible lighter. Afterwards people continued on to the pub but I dissuaded Z from this plan as he had to drive and off we went! to Barnet to talk in foreign and watch Donnie Darko both of which were fulfilling, even though I cried at the end and gave myself panda eyes with the running mascara.
A lovely lovely day. And now it's past noon the next day and I'm still waking up, and I'm only doing it because i'm being lured to town by the thought of shopping.
I discovered that Turbine Hall is in fact itself meant to be an exhibit, and how to fish-fight and that verlaine's elbows are lethal.
And then we walked for a long time to seek places to eat, and the Albanian waiter had designs on Z's incredible lighter. Afterwards people continued on to the pub but I dissuaded Z from this plan as he had to drive and off we went! to Barnet to talk in foreign and watch Donnie Darko both of which were fulfilling, even though I cried at the end and gave myself panda eyes with the running mascara.
A lovely lovely day. And now it's past noon the next day and I'm still waking up, and I'm only doing it because i'm being lured to town by the thought of shopping.