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I can?

Something I need to be told regularly.

Btw.

...when I'm supposed to be writing essays (plural) I find myself thinking of more creative projects and yes, maybe wishing I'd done something different ten years ago.

Sun Kil Moon, family visits etc

During my 2nd bout of flu last week I obsessively watched Shopgirl in between much needed naps. This movie is definitely on my top 10 list! The story is wonderful, the characters adorable (especially Jason Schwartzman's character), the look and feel of it wonderfully quirky and the music is great. Which brings me to my point, Sun Kil Moon. Sun Kil Moon is Mark Kozelek's band and not only did he star in Cameron Crowe's Almost Famous but he also features in Shopgirl...oh and his music rocks! It's been on repeat since.

My parents arrived in London today, I went to Heathrow for the mandatory meet'n'greet and yes, it was quite nice to see the folks again. After they'd checked into their hotel we went to the nearest pub for food, beer and catch-up, the Three Tuns provided a very nice place to take care of all that. Mom and I then wandered around for a bit, checking out pretty funny shops and expensive ones too (mostly shoes....), before I dropped her off at their hotel and went to uni.

I think I've made a new friend, sort of. In the funniest place too.

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Lily and Parrots - Sun Kil Moon

Not Quite Kings X.

Got home about an hour ago and I have to say, Fulham isn't quite as exciting as King's Cross during the wee hours. (Nor is it quite as central!) The most exciting thing to happen during my walk home from the bus stop was that I stole a recycling bag and I plan on filling it with cardboard...

Spent the evening with Mr and Mrs Bunn, who are just lovely, and I'm much more drunk than I planned to get this evening!

P.S.

..and yes, I got bored again so that's why this site is so odd at the moment.

The Noises of W14.

Being a student (that only has classes Mon-Wed and they usually don't start until late afternoon) I'm usually awake well past midnight and therefore I'm lucky enough to get to know some of my neighbours quite intimately.

In my very posh mansion (where laundry cannot be on display through windows and parties that do not involve bridge playing are strictly forbidden) here in W14 (the posh bit mind you!) I have been ever so 'fortunate' to hear people violently vomitting (plus other bodily functions) and sometimes I think I can hear 'Amy Winehouse' arguing with her husband. Now, if parties past 11 pm were allowed in this establishment, I think they would mercifully drown out these lovely noises, but that's just my opinion.

The Gestapo also seems to have a branch in the 'mansion' opposite, at least the shine from their kitchen light is directed straight into my room and I'm 'this' close from throwing something in there, or at least shouting* something (That's how close I am to my neighbours in Melbourne mansions (!), I'm so close that I can quite easily shout and/or throw something to them).

I really should go to sleep now.

*Ha! A slightly peeved off (but courteous) note is more likely.

My hardware store.

Braved the outside world this afternoon because Pizza Hut gets old real fast! (flu #2 hit me last Sunday and today was my first day without fever, damn humidity!)

North End Road was my destination, with its cash point and substandard Tesco shop (seriously, stock your shelves people!!!). With cash in hand I decided to pop into my local hardware store to see if they had any self adhesive pegs (..or just to browse, nothing wrong with that whatsoever *blushing* ) and who do I run into? None other than my future husband that's who! Well, ideally that is. Tall, dark and handsome, carrying an old TLR camera and he was looking for tools to fix what ever was wrong with it! I guess I'll have to hang out more in North End Road in the future :p

My flatmate is going to Cuba tomorrow. Jealous? Me? Never!

New Look.

Out of sheer boredom I'm trying out a new template (and out of sheer laziness I cannot be arsed to make one myself!).

Pink Champagne Truffles.

Went to Liberty today, my all time favourite shop, for some much needed non-window browsing and ribbon purchasing.

Ended up buying some greeting cards and truffles as well (after the ribbon lady sniggered at me, 'scuse me for paying 1,79 in coins instead of handing you a 50 pound note lady!)

This was plan B as plan A was Hampstead Heath, until I realised I have no shoes for proper heath-ing :(

Madeira Pince-Nez.

Golden nugget from Stephen Fry's QI (obsessed much I hear you ask...):

Alan [Davies]: What are the beer goggles, and what is the Latin term?
Stephen [Fry]: Beer goggles?
Alan: Yeah.
Stephen: What are they?
Alan: When you've got the beer goggles on, it's when you really fancy a person who normally, you wouldn't fancy.
Jimmy [Carr]: Like you would refer to someone as a "seven pinter".
Phill [Jupitus]: Stephen doesn't have beer goggles, he has Madeira pince-nez. "Oh, you're a cracker. More Madeira? A small... sherry?"
Alan: A sherry monocle. "I heard you got the sherry monocle in."
Stephen: (pouting) You're all rotters and I hate you.

[via tv.com]