It's late. I'm tired. There are no words from me, other to say that for better or worse marks I've finished both my essays. Six thousand tortuously extracted words committed to paper to be posted recorded delivery tomorrow and close another educational chapter in my life ( Read more... )

From my window in the office I am treated to undulating banks of fleecy clouds as the sun retreats over the western horizon. Closest to the sun, the sky is softly tinted with dove grey and pale terracotta, deepening to stormy depths high above. The scene to the west holds a crumpled purple sheet painted with vivid salmon pink strokes in the creases ( Read more... )

I sat down and had a chat with D tonight after rehearsal. He's been a bit glum the past couple of weeks and puts it down to the diminishing light for the time of year. I've known him over 3 years and I know this to be true: he has the serious winter blues ( Read more... )

This is really fucking lazy and says nothing that I'll be proud or interested to look back on, but I can't bear the thought of missing another day and getting three full posts behind.

Ganked from karaokegal

( Copout post below the cut... )

Thanks so much to xanium for tagging me in this one and removing the need to think about today's post...

Make a list of your top 10 fav songs of all time to help the people on your friends list to get to know you better by the songs/music you listen to.

1. We Are Your Friends - Justice vs. Simian
2. The Magic Number - De La Soul
3. Mr Wilson - Rob Crow/ ( Read more... )

I have nothing to say. Literally, nothing. I've wracked my brains and agonised on whether there's something I can reflect on, something to record for posterity or just some pretty words to fill the space, but no. I fear that writing these stupid bastard essays has broken my brain.

Hopefully something more worthy tomorrow.

I love haiku. Sylvia Plath once said that a poet must be an expert packer of suitcases, but in order to convey something meaningful in 22 sylables requires one of those pack-a-bag things you can get on QVC that requires a vacuum cleaner to suck out all the spare space. To be concise is not always in my nature, but I do love to try to limit myself ( Read more... )

I had what felt like a frustrating day yesterday, starting with being late for work and ending with posting a not dissimilar entry to this one only to find when I logged in today that it didn't actually post properly. So I'm not actually two days out with my postings. Just one and a missing link...

Even though it seemed frustrating and I recognised ( Read more... )

Seriously, I have no idea what's going on with me at the moment. I still feel exhausted, but I can't sleep. My mind is whirring, but about totally inconsequential things that shouldn't be bothering me at all. In fact, they aren't really bothering me. I just can't stop thinking about them ( Read more... )

I'm already one post behind, but I will find time to catch up. I'm exhausted again, but back to work tomorrow. So much for writing something artful each day. I can scarcely manage to string ten words together. *sighs ( Read more... )