February 2012
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Ghosts and humans
Met my gorgeous S and her lovely daughter for coffee. Talked about writing for an hour and a half, principally her new novel, which is exciting and amazing and thought provoking and thrilling and destined for truly great things. Was remembered how much I love the creative process of writing - Jo, read your post about painting; that’s exactly how I feel about writing. Just beginning to cook...
Ho hum
Just remembered some leftover rage and frustration from last year, rowing-wise, as the year revolves and the whole thing is stupidly close to getting repeated. However I am a wiser, stronger, more chilled, more mature Becca and I dealt with it in a reasoned, written way, decided that I can’t’ve been the only douchebag involved, was brutal in the nicest way, and damn it felt good to get...
The hipster in me is having a party
- Took 17” off a skirt from a charity store, and if I do say so myself, it looks damn good. Also my sewing/seamstress skills aren’t as awful as I expected.
- Okay so everyone was right about Lana Del Ray. Listened to Blue Jeans on a solid loop.
- Still mainlining Supernatural. I regret nothing.
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@ JO-berry
Are you in Frome tomorrow…?
Birthday!
Woke up hungover, after an evening of getting down and funky (very much both, due to dropping codeine instead of paracetemol. Phail)
Dragged self out of bed, watched some YouTube animal gold with Finnian, and tubed it to Paddington, scarfed down S-bury’s meal deal and watched the new SPN on the train.
for all the clowns. Sam, baby, I feel your pain. Took some fujifilm instal of the...
For my dear Sarah Hilary (she knows why)
January 2012
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Conversations with Lord F
Self: So you know Sherlock is filmed five minutes away from our flat? Lord F: Really? Self: Yeah. North Gower street plays the exterior of Baker Street. Lord F: So…that basically means I am Sherlock Holmes.
Becca's race day (a lot of fucks used)
So woke up at 5am this morning to get the bus for rowing.
Arrived at Boathouse. Crew was late and the crew senior to us had stolen our boat, so we ended up going in random, unknown boat from our sister medical school boat. Didn’t even have time for a proper warm-up.
Start marshalling. A hundred two boats, strong wind, low tide, strong stream. You need a decent fucking set of marshals...
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Holy hell the law school I'm applied to found me...
The internet is a scary place.
War photography →
Best. Cold. Dinner. Ever.
- Camembert
- Baguette
- Prawn Crackers
- Avocado with a bit of balsamic vinegar
- Grapes
Also in my quest for caffeine in different forms
Have drunk a lot of MOUNTAIN DEEEEEW today.
Sitting in uni doctor's surgery
Watching a guy desperately trying to prove he exists and has existed for some time, a fact apparently eluding the lady at the desk because the guy isn’t registered on any NHS system.
Bwahahah.
“But it gets really hard to remind myself that this is what I want, who I am and...”
– Dolly Bassett
My life is a requiem composed in the key of fuck.
So this essay is getting under my skin now
Dreamt that the entire Boat Club was deployed with the US Army to Afghanistan. I was a 2nd LT with a very smart little uniform. It was muddy underfoot, so my unconscious is clearly a little bit shaky on geographical detail.
Have an angel blowfishing on a window.
Fotoshop by Adobé. This commercial isn't real,... →
Still plugging away at this essay
Aaaand googling masters programmes for next year.
WatchFrance, people busting some moves
Just spotted a Generation Kill reference in...
“I studied Classics at Dartmouth.” - CPL Harrigan.
I am a nerd.
@woluf
I MISS YOU TOO WHEN WILL YOU BE IN LONDON NEXT?! WE NEED TO SORT OUT AN EPIC SHOOT TOGETHER.