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Oct 30, 2007 08:24

I'm currently in Foxton, near Cambridge, being writerly. (Currently I'm not being writerly; currently I'm being journally, being Facebooky and in fact most of all being hungry because I have another five minutes before breakfast and didn't want to start my day with chocolate because thast would be setting a terrible though tasty precedent.) Due to ( Read more... )

breakfast, bimbling, eliot, time, music

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builtofsorrow November 4 2007, 16:44:23 UTC
I am apparently getting into a dreadful habit of commenting on people's entries rather a long time after they write them, but ah well.

Beginning days with chocolate is really a very good idea; I have often done it myself, particularly when travelling. In fact, on one trip, my sister and I subsisted almost entirely on tea, cheese, fruit, bread, Nutella, and Ritter Sport for nearly three whole weeks (except for a period of two days or so when we subsisted entirely on tea and a packet of McVitie's Ginger Nuts because London is horribly expensive).

We changed clocks this morning, only I forgot, and I couldn't figure why my alarm was going off when it was still somewhat dark outside, but I got up anyway, and realised my mistake an hour or so later. I did not make use of the extra time nearly as well as you, however, though it did involve a lot of I Am Kloot and apostrophe-shaped bagels.

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anthon1 November 8 2007, 20:32:02 UTC
I do that; but then, I also reply to people's comments a rather long time after they wrote those, as well, so I'm one worse than you, so there. :D I generally don't begin my day until ten twenty or so in the morning when I'm at school or lunchtime when I'm not at school because I'm lazy; breakfast was at the really rather civilised hour of 8.30 and I wanted to make sure that I got into the habit of fuelling myself up on bread rolls and hot, caffienated beverages. (In fact, on one particular morning, we had a conversation about a child who survived on nothing other than Marmite on toast and orange juice with no ill-effects other, probably, than boredom. London is expensive, but I am less scared of it than I used to be. It looms in unexpected and occasionally startlingly beautiful ways.)

Apostrophe-shaped bagels? Tell more! :D

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