i'll walk down the lane, with a happy refrain, just singin'...singin' in the rain.

решила наконец-то вместо ботинок, сапогов и прочей зимней обуви, надеть туфли..







и попала под дождь, и промокли мои ноги. и здрасти приехали. текут сопли рекой, а я все хожу и говорю - wiki leak nose wiki leak nose. и конор надо мной смеется, еще бы... но, мне пофиг, я закончила работу над регистром - а...и б - сегодня вечером оскары. офигеть

one <3's the rain, but only when one wears appropriate shoes.

stop, now...

been working 16 hrs or so.. lords, baronesses, viscounts, bishops, countesses..
can't
do
anymore. either my head will melt and look sumin like one of salvador dali's clocks or i'm just gonna collapse on the floor and fuckin die. Conor helped me a lil today, aaah so cute, misspelling the lords surnames and words like 'commission'..
have
to
give
it
a
rest..have to go into city tomoro quite early. meet this dude from a film production company..,
and
then
joy! back to work...aaah.

really want it to be friday night already.

where have i been all this time?

going to bed rather late the past few nights and falling asleep in a particularly good good mood :D waking up and doing my parliamentary research...actually willing to do it, smiling whilst doing it! making a cup of coffee and feeling excitement, feeling life...looking forward to life. i am so lucky to be where i am and to be doing what i'm doing...a year ago, if someone told me or showed me through some magic crystal ball what i'd be like the following year...wouldn't believe it.

feb 2010 was a life-changing, horrific, frightening month for me. i am happy, so very happy i'm not that girl anymore. and never will be, ever. where have i been all this time man? where???

better stop bloggin' and get back to work, ah.

<3 my job

there's something magical about this you know, something real pure.

poetry/vintage feather pen/draft one million and fifty two

bad bad brain.

why skype? why the hell do i out of all people need it? everyone was so used to me not having it, that no one's really surprised that i finally got it. ha! well, i guess it has its advantages...

sure it does. like now i can speak to Lou for free...so weird though, i don't know why, i'm just old-fashioned in that way...Hamish tried ringin' me today on it and i didn't even know what was happening and what i was doing. looked like an insane psychotic pathetic loser. so lame, i am so very very lame.

<3 real life conversations.

skype

this has made my day.

carrot cake

got skype sorted, finally, after millions of years.

roar.banana.roar

well there was nothing else to do but to listen to Tom Waits

bougainvillea's bloom and wind
be careful mind the strangle vines
the rose is a climbing over blind
'cause the sun is on the other side
the bees will find their honey
the sweetest every time
around a Red Rose
i see a red rose, a red rose
blooming on another man's vine
golden Willie's gone to war
he left his young wife on the shore
will she be steadfast everyday?
while Golden Willie is far away
along the way her letters end
she never reads what Willie sends

now I see a red rose
i smell a red rose A red rose
blooming on another man's vine

- another man's vine