Hmm...

Some fruit or a cupcake?

The cupcake has pink icing...and is fluffy and probably has enough chemicals to preserve for another hundred years.

The fruit is questionable and unless they have a fresh round clementine, I'm out of the game.

Such are the questions that mill around my head when I'm trying to concentrate.

Can you spell C*R*U*S*H?

I think every girl should always have a good old fashioned crush, and I seem to have one, bad at the moment.

My first ever crushes were both fictional geeks but my first real live crush was all consuming and maddening. I would literally shake whenever I saw him, struck dumb after most likely having walked into a wall.

It is at this time what some would call stalker tendencies (I would call it being a perfectionist, but I digress) first came to light. I would ask his best friend to spend hours telling me about him - where does he live? What does he do after school? EVERYTHING I COULD THINK OF, until in the end his best friend introduced us..and of course I was struck dumb and an absolute wreck.

To avoid this happening this time round I bought these pencils to use around my new crush so I don't have to actually say anything. Between the pencils and Google maps streetview I am sorted.

Dust

So strange and a little beautiful to not have a single plane in the sky over the UK for the past couple of days...Everyone stuck where they are, having to make the very best out of the sunny days we have...

Of course I have friends who are shaking their fists and stuck in foreign countries, desperately trying to get home...but y'know, fuck 'em.

Ahem.

Like a Rhino

I bit the bullet a few weeks ago, and finally signed my self up for creative writing classes. I'm terrified and excited in equal measure which is just about the right mix to inform me I'm doing the right thing. Having studied literature and being so inspired by the written word, I can almost taste the adventure about to begin. Writing, bigger and better classes, living abroad and just finally being happy about trying to add structure and discipline to my writing.

To be an ass about it, I'm kinda proud of myself for getting through the fear and going ahead and booking. Slug.

In other news. This makes me swoon and fall in love

Wolf Eyes

I heart this post. Not that I own many similar patterns and plan to spend my Sunday making a wolf suit...no, not at all...

On another note I bit the bullet a few weeks ago, and finally signed my self up for creative writing classes. I'm terrified and excited in equal measure which is just about the right mix to inform me I'm doing the right thing. Having studied literature and being so inspired by the written word, I can almost taste the adventure about to begin. Writing, bigger and better classes, living abroad and just finally being happy about trying to add structure and discipline to my writing.

To be an ass about it, I'm kinda proud of myself for getting through the fear and going ahead and booking :)

Listening: Rise of the Eagles - Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster