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Drunk vs dRuNcK
I don't mind when K and I get drunk; or between tipsy and drunk I actually mean. When we've eaten supper and are curled up in front of a film or are reading books or playing computer games, and the liquor in the bottle goes down at a companionable, leisurely, measured rate.
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The issue of dress.
I currently live on a rather tropical warm island.
Before I left the UK, I was gifted a present by a neighbour next to the Oast. It was an early 19th C white linen French night gown with one pearl button, one replaced bone button, and 'MV' at the collar in beautiful tiny red stitching. When I wear it and see it in the mirror it reads 'VM' - which ( Read more... ) -
I need a manifesto. Or possibly an icon from the comic 'I feel sick' by Jhonen Vasquez
I don't like me, so I'm not a brilliant judge of how good a person I am - in the sort of general socio-scope of things. (I want to be good but sometimes I'm a bitch, I try to understand but sometimes I sneer, I wish to encourage but sometimes I'm too miserable to be able to fake the smile.) What I mean is, my crimes aren't in the statutes.
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Icarus is flying too close to the sun...
I want to post the Good Omens Icarus Bastille vid. But it isn't working. And I'm too tired to care any more. It's here if you like - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ymHv_TECanIRead more... ) -
Isolation...
So I'm on an island far away from 99.9% of anyone I've ever known in my life ever. Which was a choice I willingly made. But it's a choice that's felt a lot more complicated recently ( Read more... ) -
Classical Education.
Meaning: to be taught the Classics - Ancient Greek and Roman plays, Satires, poems, the languages, fashions, politics and history of that time ( Read more... ) -
Dear Sir/Madam/Guest,
Please don't argue and then dictate terms to me of 'never speaking on this again' in my own room or you can sod off and sleep in the bloody garden ( Read more... ) -
Caitlin Moran's post about advice to her daughter.
My daughter is about to turn 13 and I’ve been smoking a lot recently, and so - in the wee small hours, when my lungs feel like there’s a small mouse inside them, scratching to get out - I’ve thought about writing her one of those “Now I’m Dead, Here’s My Letter Of Advice For You To Consult As You Continue Your Now Motherless Life” letters. Here’s ( Read more... ) -
So back in the day...
...if I had a night like this I would carve random bloody chunks out of myself (or possibly if it was a very very very bad night, try to actually kill myself ( Read more... )
