it's half four and i haven't gone to the bank or posted my friend's card or done the work that i was going to do before doing those other things. useless.

the other day when i made an apple cake it tasted nice but was a bit rubbery. made a banana loaf a couple of days ago and it was GOOD! like, proper texture and everything. then today made an apple loaf and it is ALSO GOOD! given that i don't even much like cooking and certainly not baking, i'm quite pleased.

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been an interesting day. spent the morning acquiring a blister on my hand from chipping mortar off the remains of our garden wall, and this afternoon doing a spot of extremely wonky bricklaying. spending the best part of a sunday around the front garden and pavement meant many conversations with neighbours i'd never met before, including the two ( Read more... )

i can't find my mouse. black, roller wheel, cheap but essential for Sketchup. might need to make a dash to Staples and get another one, whereupon the original might emerge. 2 models to do tonight/tomorrow so i kinda need it.

apple pie is in the oven! first of the year. makes the house smell good. but i have used up all the butter...

had a frustrating couple of hours with acrobat forms, feeling unenthused about a report due mid-week.

just made a cup of tea and turned on the radio for 1 song: Million Love Songs.

small things can put a smile on your face :)

I've been working less than when i was at the office, that's for sure. And i do a great many more nice things whenever i want. But still i seemed to never have enough time, always late for finishing something, still tired often. Still yearning for some days where i have nothing to do, preferably but not necessarily, in company. Not days where i don ( Read more... )

some innocuous music has brought me close to tears recently, from A Nightingale Sang In Berkley Square (Vera Lynn version) to Sondre Lerche's first album, with its sweet sighing melodies. i don't know, maybe it's the heat, but there's something about those damn romantic inclinations that brings a lump to the throat.
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I am moping home, in the shadows. A group of girls, late teens, approach, taking up most of the wide pavement walking shoulder to shoulder, all long brown hair and excitable chatter. As we pass by, the one on the end looks at me and appraises me in a split-second, before her look asks "Were you once young and beautiful, like us?" and i look back at ( Read more... )

arrived at uni and sat on the bench outside for a few minutes, the sun was hot hot. spent the next ten hours in department, missing the sunshine. 55 minute wait at the station and the late train home. cycling back through the backstreets and parks, warm and dark, the breeze carrying strong clouds of scent from lilac trees, i think. sudden sweet ( Read more... )

i spent another day tidying my room. well, not exactly, the room's tidyish, so i got all the boxes of books from downstairs and have been trying to make sense of them. i never knew i had so many books - i never really bought them until about 2006, but actually now i have a lot. they're all mixed up in boxes and i never know where to find things, so ( Read more... )