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Mar. 22nd, 2009 09:57 amIt's never sunny when I have a day off. Today it's all windy and grey outside. The crows have moved back into the neighbourhood the past week or so, and are giving their throats quite the workout. I recall being on Skype with my parents last year and them asking what the noise was. So I turned my webcam round and showed them the monster squatting on the phoneline outside my window. Evil things they are...
I want March to finish as soon as possible. I was looking at a post I made from the beginning of the month and though it was only 3 weeks ago, it seems like an age. Roll on April, which includes two weeks of holidays.
Later today I'm going to Roppongi with a few people to have a celebratory (as in "Yey! You passed your Japanese test!") Indian lunch. I can't wait to eat a proper curry. I plan to eat so much I won't need to eat dinner, which works quite well, as there's nothing for dinner in the fridge...
There was the jazz gig on Friday night where I got a little too tipsy and danced with a 21 year-old trumpet player. It was a bit like dancing with a tree. I then had weird dreams which included my sister having a transparent stomach so we could all see the baby, who had black hair and blue eyes. Then there were some rather lovely blonde-haired, pierced and tattooed twins who looked a little like Eric Northman, but dammit, my neighbour woke me up before anything interesting happened. Speaking of the neighbour, his number of OCD door rattlings increased yesterday to 12 repetitions, and then he came back two minutes later and did it all over again. At 5.30am.
I want March to finish as soon as possible. I was looking at a post I made from the beginning of the month and though it was only 3 weeks ago, it seems like an age. Roll on April, which includes two weeks of holidays.
Later today I'm going to Roppongi with a few people to have a celebratory (as in "Yey! You passed your Japanese test!") Indian lunch. I can't wait to eat a proper curry. I plan to eat so much I won't need to eat dinner, which works quite well, as there's nothing for dinner in the fridge...
There was the jazz gig on Friday night where I got a little too tipsy and danced with a 21 year-old trumpet player. It was a bit like dancing with a tree. I then had weird dreams which included my sister having a transparent stomach so we could all see the baby, who had black hair and blue eyes. Then there were some rather lovely blonde-haired, pierced and tattooed twins who looked a little like Eric Northman, but dammit, my neighbour woke me up before anything interesting happened. Speaking of the neighbour, his number of OCD door rattlings increased yesterday to 12 repetitions, and then he came back two minutes later and did it all over again. At 5.30am.