Other news, new socks. £5 from M&S, with angora. Or is it mohair? One of the fluffy rabbits, anyway. I think.
( socks )
I'm on holiday from this Friday until January 5. It can't come soon enough as far as I'm concerned. My boss cancelled our team Christmas meal this year. It was going to be on Thursday, but now it's just... not. I'm not even entirely sure why it's cancelled. Not that I really mind because it's always fairly expensive. But it's odd. Something to ask about when I go back into the office tomorrow.
The book I found on the train turns out to be pretty good. It's like a prequel to Renault's Fire From Heaven, from a Roman and Greek point of view. Win!
I'm also have severe Etsy lust.
Oh, and some of you might feel the need for one or several of the samplers on Subversive cross-stitch. I know I do.
Cure your ills by wearing bright red tights. I put some on this morning and now my life feels intensely exciting, even just sitting here at my desk. As you can imagine, walking about is even more thrilling.
emungere pointed out Sweet Charms jewellery recently, and I am so in love with the necklace below. It could be my birthday present to me. Along with the boots, okay.
( mmmm jewellery )
It's my number one top priority to find a new job in the coming months. I've applied for one already this year and have seen another that has an application date of 18 January. I'm well qualified for both, there would be mininal commuting and they pay very well. I'm feeling quite buoyed up by this, even if the thought of interviewing scares me. I know, getting ahead of myself. I don't even expect to hear back about interviews for a couple of weeks. But I would love to get either of them.
In other life organising-type things, I bought myself a tiny wee vaccum flask that's big enough for about two cups of tea, so I can save money on hot drinks when commuting. I took tea in it this morning. Mmm, maybe I can get some instant Turkish apple tea as well, for the evenings.
My new tiny laptop makes such a difference to my commuting life as well - it's so light! I can carry multiple other things in my bag with it, like my new wee flask and sandwiches and tupperware containers of bran flakes. Before, I was lugging round my Vaio and giving myself neck strain from it. Now, I can flit around like a flitting thing.
This morning I read the first chapter of After School Nightmare, which I quite liked, and about twenty minutes of Tin Man. My main puzzlement at first was wondering what this 30 year old woman was doing still living with her parents, but it is quite fun and camp. The Wicked Witch of the West aka the evil sorceress has a metal collar on her corset of evil and it distracts me, because I wonder did she ask for that or was it just a brainwave on the part of her dress designer. Who can ever know?
I got no writing done this morning because I was so shattered from the terrible shock of getting up at 6.30am. Last week I was going to bed at something near that time. Maybe I can write something on the way home.
Also, I am absolutely ravenous. I brough bran flakes as they're cheaper than muesli, but they just don't fill me up like muesli does.
In other news, thank you for my card and tea, cicer. They're lovely. Also, daegaer, I got your parcel, thank you. Yay a huge amount of vintage melamine! I squee! The plates are very cool. I am also lucky because emungere sent me home made cookies and an inspirational book about the Japanese sex industry. Apparently you can have sex in a tub of green gel if you want, for a reasonable fee. And I have glow sticks and glittery eyeshadow. I got your card too, flerrochard, and thank you so much for the stealth glitter. Heeee. I missed it this year, so was super excited when it showered all over my toes. :D
In other other news, I have a new laptop. It is small and light (1.7kg), perfect for commuting unlike my other one and only £599, reduced by £300. It's a John Lewis ex-display model, still with a two year warranty and I love it even if Windows Vista is slightly doing my head in.
In yet more consuming news, I have new flat black Mary Jane shoes for £4.97 in the sales, purple tights, brown tights, a grey dress with silver stitching from Monsoon and a grass green silk short smock top also from Monsoon.
After the writing I went into Marks and Spencers and found black jeans that fit me! I came home and washed the kitchen floor and hoovered downstairs too. I did two loads of laundry. I'm planning to cook a nut roast in a while. Fear me!
Not sure where all the energy and the shopping-fu has come from all of a sudden, but I am happy about it. Also, I has a bagel with marmite.
I found this quote recently somewhere. It made me think about writing a story, when you pick the wrong way to go. You always know you have, I think, deep down.
Look at every path closely and deliberately. Try it as many times as you think necessary. Then ask yourself, and yourself alone, one question. This question is one that only a very old man asks. My benefactor told me about it once when I was young, but my blood was too vigorous for me to understand it then. Now I do understand it. I will tell you what it is: Does this path have a heart? All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. They are paths going through the bush, or into the bush. In my own life I could say I have traversed long, long paths, but I am not anywhere. My benefactor's question has meaning now. Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't,the path is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn't. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you.
( Louise's shopping )
I also bought Yellow, a yaoi title from DMP. It's very entertaining and with good art - good looking men, not the most dynamic pages I've ever seen but some beautifully done kisses and moments that really give a sense of intimacy. It's like Starsky and Hutch, only Hutch is gay. And wants his partner, who maintains that he's 100 percent hetero, although you wouldn't guess it from all the groping and kissing that goes on, and he's not the usual super-uke sixteen year old fodder but, you know, manly. I like it - I'll definitely keep a look out for vol 2.