driving around in london at night is strangely invigorating...

stoke newington. that's where my brother is going. hackney is great at night. all the high streets have christmas lights up on january 27th. incredible. the most obscure vehicles were driving around. the water conservation lorry was typically filthy - the lack of cleaning probably an act of water conservation - ha! not that that was even vaguely amusing, i just thought i'd mention it.

not sure how i feel about my brother leaving. on one side it's a relief not to have to deal with him getting stoned every night, and consistently calling me a "fucking moron". jesus, i do more work than him and i am 8 years younger. i think francie is coming back. francie! it rhymes with prancy! and dancy! halleluyah! the best rhyme ever.

what happened to yesterday? it just drifted away. my recorder lesson was great today. well, brilliant actually. my teacher is a genius. but then at the end we randomly got into a conversation about the national front, and he told me to watch out for the extreme left as well, and rambled on in french about it. i didn't get all of it. i cycled home blankly, listening to scissor sisters, because it's the ultimate song to listen to on a bike. i always get home half way through comfortably numb.

things i ate yesterday:
a lion bar
2 tangerines
an orange club bar, at the exploitative price of 45p. yes, i was offically ripped off.
2 rolls with philadelphia and ham in them
3 packets of sweets and 4 creme eggs, shared "communistically" with my train buddies
4 glasses of apple juice
countless grapes
6 pieces of chicken with mayonaise and humous, because i was bored, and when i'm bored i eat
3 more rolls with philadelphia and ham, when i realised that was the only thing availible in the whole house
2 golden deliciouses. deliciouses? is that the plural?
3 more tangerines
and probably loads of other stuff which i blanked from my memory.
not sure why i felt i had to share my entire diet with you. it just feels like a substantial amount. hmmm. there was some thing in the guardian today about how you can easily be thin and a couch potato at the same time. give it a try, folks. then if you're unsuccessful we can all laugh at you...