just another friday

today i:
- went shopping. hope theo likes his present. hope my jeans fit.
- slept. for a very long, luscious time.
- read. about german unification. at my sister's house and in waterstones. i love reading in bookshops. you can just curl up blissfully and read all the beautiful hardbacks that you'll never afford. almost spent my book token on carol ann duffy's new anthology, but thought better of it. it was £12.99...
-thought alot. about last night. went to an awesome party full of blue lights and people from stratford. there's something reassuring about spending time with people you haven't seen in far too long, it brought back strange memories of eccentric teachers and purple blazers... what happened to him, is she really pregnant, what about her sister? we sat drinking sangria and talking of the golden fleece and wanstead and girlguides, and saint angela's and upton park and the 325 bus. shattering.

there were reports of burglaries and gas leaks while we were away. the firemen came after someone reported a gas leak, and found our back door open. creepy, but there was no gas leak, and no burglary, just glacial temperatures and a deserted, disordered house of abandoned chaos. but when we got back from joey's today we definitely smelt gas again. quite scary really, and my mind instinctively clung to horrific, hollywood-inspired images of an innocent family gassing themselves to death in their sleep, unknowing. the gas man has arrived, bearing strange gas-detecting gadgets. we will wait, and worry. and at some point sleep and wake again tomorrow. hopefully.

what's more worrying is that no one leaves comments any more and tim doesn't blog, or does half-heartedly and too infrequently.

everyone had better be there tomorrow, i'm dying of loneliness and delusion.
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