Foremost on the list of Things Which Would Be Nice About Now is: a fire. Possibly in the middle of my bedroom floor, so long as it is safely contained and not likely to burn anything it isn't supposed to (thereby rendering us unable to get our deposit back), and, primarily, warm and cosy. I could roast marshmallows. Or tasty sausages. Or, more ( Read more... )

Sigh. I planned to clean the bedroom and sleep today (and possibly hang out / play music with Jonathan), but Jim, my manager, called this morning to ask if I could come in. Which is a good, really, because this is the second time now that someone hasn't been able to make their shift and they called me to fill in, and since I have done it both times ( Read more... )

I danced in the rain today.

Er, for "danced", read "stood on the verandah for a very long time", but it's better than watching the rain from the window, right? It smelled so wonderful and spring-like and green. The storm came before anyone had time to get used to the idea that it might--suddenly the sky went dark and everything turned a queer shade ( Read more... )