Mosquito bites are bastards. You'll wake up after just being bitten and it'll hurt like bitch and be a huuuuuuge lump. Then in the morning, they're gone. BUT then if it's damp weather they flare up again, and in the evening, damp or nay, they become huge and itchy. The thing I really hate though is when they wake you up by doing that high ( Read more... )

Well, well, well.. three holes in the ground ( Read more... )

Well, I'm about to try and rewrite my life. You know, I read an idea once that said that's exactly what we do - we sort of write our story as we live it so that when we look back it makes sense and is coherent whereas, in reality, it's a big meaningless mess. So, I'm going to write out the last 3 weeks and begin to FIGHT dammit ( Read more... )

I make no apologies for my angst ridden self-obsessed posts because, right now, I feel ridden by angst and obsessed with myself :-P ( Read more... )

Strange couple of days. First of all, the weather has become really warm - wet, but warm. Today I was walking around in just a jacket and t-shirt. Considering that last week there was 2-inch thick snow and it was -3, that's a pretty dramatic weather change ( Read more... )

I don't understand why, but today I've been really, really down. I don't think I'm tired and nothing bad has happened, but suddenly I feel depressed! It sucks. So I bought myself some hardcore chocolate to release endorphines - because I wasn't going to get any sex or, heaven forbid, do exercise - but, of course, after a slight buzz I came ( Read more... )

Caught a Wagner opera at the Mariinsky yesterday.... Parsifal. Pretty rodding long thing - 5hrs 30mins in total- but I just stayed for the first 3. It was sung in German, obviously, and so the subtitles were in Russian - I didn't get much of it :-P In fact, in the first act, I managed to grasp two things - firstly, that the lead male didn't ( Read more... )

I came quite close just now to justifying why I could write such self-pitying drivel in my journal... it was then that I realised I sound like a spotty angst-ridden 15-year old girl. Well, if I'm going to sound like that, I may as well make a fair effort at it.... ;-)

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Well well... it's been two weeks and my plan couldn't have gone more awry had I attempted to fuck it up myself. If there is a God, I hate him... he's like this guy from school who I'd barely ever spoken to but who I heard hated me; therefore, I hated him :-P Ah Stuart, bet you've never been compared to God before, eh?

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Man, you'd think you'd get used to moving abroad for a year by the second time, but you don't. It's the 3rd time I've gone to Russia for a long time, but I've still got that nervous sick feeling... and this time it's like returning to a second home because Natasha is eagerly waiting. However, I still find myself spending the last night on the ( Read more... )