Thursday 28 January 2010
Friday 8 January 2010
All is quiet? Not likely...
I apologise to my non-existent readership for my prolonged absence. I've been...doing Stuff, and I got caught up in it...
What sort of stuff?
Well...riding a lion in Trafalgar Square. Drinking cider, eating guacamole. Going to the Natural History Museum a lot, reading Ursula Le Guin short stories, re-reading Unseen Academicals. Getting given up on by my therapist. Angsting about this. Just today, getting a hopeful sounding letter that makes it seem that getting a new one may well be on the cards soonish. Breaking my glasses. Getting new glasses, and finding that the optician here in Tower Hamlets, Aldgate, London, is a lot nicer, friendlier and more considerate than the one back in small-town St Neots. Playing Zelda on DS, and getting stuck on it. Playing 358/2 Days, which is the gloomiest KH game yet, which is some achievement. Playing Tales of Symphonia again. Talking a LOT with Ash and getting in trouble for pulling all nighter phone conversations(free weekends how I love thee). Planning to meet Ash in London in a couple weeks, yay! Occasionally exchanging emails with Athene, whenever I can make time for internet cafe-age. Trying to chip away at the OCD on my own...and finding it tough going. Not giving up. Nearly giving up. Having troubles with phones that break at inconvenient times for no apparent reason.(Okay, one was mysterious, the other went through the washing machine, which was admittedly my fault...)Having flu and trying not to be Janaff(i.e. Impossibly Whiny and Hypochondriac)about it. Discovering that my father likes the Dubliners, and Isaac Asimov. Despite these revelations, still mostly not understanding him at all. Looking out now into the dark street, thinking I should sign off soon and head home...
But watch this space for further developments.
What sort of stuff?
Well...riding a lion in Trafalgar Square. Drinking cider, eating guacamole. Going to the Natural History Museum a lot, reading Ursula Le Guin short stories, re-reading Unseen Academicals. Getting given up on by my therapist. Angsting about this. Just today, getting a hopeful sounding letter that makes it seem that getting a new one may well be on the cards soonish. Breaking my glasses. Getting new glasses, and finding that the optician here in Tower Hamlets, Aldgate, London, is a lot nicer, friendlier and more considerate than the one back in small-town St Neots. Playing Zelda on DS, and getting stuck on it. Playing 358/2 Days, which is the gloomiest KH game yet, which is some achievement. Playing Tales of Symphonia again. Talking a LOT with Ash and getting in trouble for pulling all nighter phone conversations(free weekends how I love thee). Planning to meet Ash in London in a couple weeks, yay! Occasionally exchanging emails with Athene, whenever I can make time for internet cafe-age. Trying to chip away at the OCD on my own...and finding it tough going. Not giving up. Nearly giving up. Having troubles with phones that break at inconvenient times for no apparent reason.(Okay, one was mysterious, the other went through the washing machine, which was admittedly my fault...)Having flu and trying not to be Janaff(i.e. Impossibly Whiny and Hypochondriac)about it. Discovering that my father likes the Dubliners, and Isaac Asimov. Despite these revelations, still mostly not understanding him at all. Looking out now into the dark street, thinking I should sign off soon and head home...
But watch this space for further developments.
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