This morning, I was a very sad Sally. I didn’t sleep well last night, and the morning was heavy with mist that made me feel like I was even more disconnected from the world than normal. I could have been anywhere, just me, in my car, driving into endless nothing. This was particularly appropriate considering my dark conviction last night and this ( Read more... )

I went to Camden yesterday.

( On Camden Market, in which I think negative thoughts about it )

Today has been another not-happy day. I don't think it will be terribly helpful to witter on about my poor and battered brain today, or my even more battered stomach, so instead I shall try and think about something cheerful, and will list five things in my life which I think ought to make me happy.

1) I get to see mangochutney04 on Tuesday, and I shall meet ( Read more... )

I've been in a very bleak place for the last couple of weeks. pierot has been quite worried about me - I've not been able to sleep, I swing between comfort eating and comfort starving, and I tend to just shatter like broken glass over anything going wrong ( Read more... )

I had an odd morning this morning ( Read more... )

I am feeling a tad mopey ( Read more... )

First of all, for those of you who have never been down to Camberwell, here is a picture of the place I work for three days per week.

( Camberwell College of Art and the South London Gallery )

( This )

I found these this morning - Lower Road where my house is, back at the turn of century.

( pics underneath )

Today would have been my Mum's birthday. She would have been 58 today.

I miss her so much.

Bah. Not a lot more to say. Today is also my birthday - I was born on Mum's 30th birthday - so it's an odd and mixed day. pierot is in Portsmouth and will hopefully be back by around 7 pm. I'm on my own in the house, theoretically working on my thesis. I've ( Read more... )