2010-11-16 @ 3:51 p.m.
The Fog Descends
Yesterday i desperately wanted to, but the internet wouldn't work.
And i am really happy.
But i don't want to write about it yet.
I don't feel so scared anymore.
I don't feel like i have no place in the order of things.
My place is right here, right now.
And i love this time of year.
Have i said that before?
Probably. But i sincerely do.
It's uber misty today..or foggy...take your pick.
Either way it was time for the rainbow of hats, scarves and gloves to make a reappearance.
No college on Thursday.
Maybe i'll write then.
The engineer is fixing the internet tomorrow.
I cooked lasagne last night.
It was sort of mushy, but it tasted alright, and there was masses left over.
Simon ate some. But i think he'd eat anything.
And i burnt the garlic bread of course.
My housemates want to go out for a drink tonight.
Part of me can't be bothered.
I want to curl up in a ball and sulk my way out of this mood.
But the other part of me thinks i should just be nice and play with the other children.
Harry Potter on friday - that'll be the highlight of my year.
How sad. Yet i wouldn't have it any other way.
I'm a bit worried about money.
And i think the letting agency are a bunch of unprofessional pricks.
Which has assisted greatly in the funk that is today.
But i'll get over it.
I always do.
And yes i know this is a total mish mash of thoughts.
I'm a total mish mash.
<<ghosts []the mist>>
A shit load of contradictions, wrapped up neatly, with a nice pretty bow.
Reading. Writing. Zoos & Animal Parks. Bowling. Coffee Ice-cream. Blues Rock/Alternative/Indie Music. Fallen Angels. Wild Flowers. Pastrami. Vanilla Coke. Autumn. Harry Potter. Driving. Turquoise. Southern Comfort. Aviators. Semolina. Christmas. Museums. Dream Catchers. Roller Coasters. Tattoos. Winter Cider. Philosophy. Vintage Shops. Night time. Chinese Lanterns. Hoop earrings. Sci-Fi. Flowery Skirts. Mythical Creatures. Weeping Willows. Castles. Yankee Candles. Rainy Mornings. Ballet Pumps. Baking. Art Galleries. Long pendants. Quills and Ink. Spiced Rum. Libraries. Sleeping. Converse. Forests. Banana Milk. Venetian Masks. Poetry. Fireworks. US License Plates. Graveyards. Quotes. White Chocolate. Cats. Stars. Scrap Books. Shopping. Metallic Nail Varnish. Keepsakes. Phoenixes. Golden Grahams. Horror Movies. Tea (Esp. Rose Earl Grey). Lemonade Shower Gel. Travelling. Tragic Love. Piercings. Old Book & New Sponge Smells. Storms. Witty People. Cherries. Colourful Socks. American Dramas. Airports. Aston Martins. Hazelnut Lattes. Cowboys. Skeleton Keys. Cajun Chicken. Ivy. Dreams. Cinnamon Waffles. Old London. French Cheese. Trilby Hats. Antiques. Colourful Plasters. Postcards. Colourful paperclips. Bangles. Marvel & DC Comics. Key rings. Notebooks.
Dishonesty. Racism. Narrow-Mindedness. Idiocy. Unwarranted Violence. Neglective Parents. Bullying. Unearned Respect. Betrayal. Extreme Heat. Bright Lights. Sickness. Mushrooms & Olives. Alarm Clocks. Unfounded Jealousy. South African Accents. Celebrity Biographies. Suffocating Presences. Restrictions. Superficial people. Game playing. Routines.
Robert Frost Leather Bound Journal.
Small Vinyl Book Ends.
Astro Star Lamp.
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