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suddenly feel the need to do something fun, something spontaneous, light, frothy and whimsical. so tomorrow, probably. will think something up that corresponds with the above concoction. might take my pop-cam out, have yet to finish the roll of film, so maybe during the rest of the week? i dont know if i can take that many pictures of no one. maybe d will oblige a photo, although i imagine that would be awkward. i have toyed with the idea of getting everyone to pose for a pop-shot, but, awkward, just thinking of it. and i cant take night shots, so there.

have a mosquito bite on my earlobe. terrid(terrible+horrid).

was working on a scarf saturday night, is coming together okay, although i think i might run out of thread. trip to chinatown in forseeable future, although i have not worked on any projects since my last trip, have been too busy organizing, i suddenly have a new list of things to buy due to unforseen circumstances. not a good situation, in any case. have not worked either, since my last trip, so no incoming cash flow at the moment, plus financial situation is not looking too healthy - four pairs of shoes and one polaroid camera later. not to mention payout which is teetering on the brink of the horizon. but shoes, how can you regret them?

have been spending most of my free time (i.e. when not sleeping or reading or doing chores) ironing. aftermath of deciding to wash all, yes all, of my fabrics to make sure the colours don't run - initiative brought about upon realization that a certain pink fabric runs like crazy and threatens to ruin future projects, since it is a lovely colour and sturdy fabric. so now am left with a ton of creased and crinkled fabric to iron out, oh joy. have done most of it, am left with maybe ten-ish meters to go. will see how this goes since i am resuming work tomorrow. i do not relish the thought of night-ironing, seeing as i plan to skate if i am home before ten(near impossibility), and if not i have books waiting to be read.

broke the top buckle of my right skate while skating saturday, so now the top buckles of both my skates are broken. great. long term measure is to get new skates, but due to time constraints and slight unwillingness to spend money to buy new skates unless they look nice/have nice colours(impossibility here!), will settle for short term measure. short term measure being buying another elastic band to hold for now(parents will have a fit). dad was initially unhappy with me skating without protection(i.e. elbow and knee guards), but seriously who wears them at all? i dont ever remember wearing them, so i didnt see the need to start. not to mention they are more uncomfortable than anything. and anyway i only ever fall on my bum and scrape my palms in the process, but they dont have protection for that, do they? maybe gloves, but i will not wear them anyhow.

right arm is feeling weird but not twitchy. is annoying me. maybe a handstand will ease it out. i hope. should be getting back to my book anyway.

dreamt about combes(or something of the sort, anyway) again last night, though i cant say when i last dreamt of it, i know i have. things turned really ugly, with me, at least, and i reared my ugliest head ever, even i was surprised. highlight(if you can call it that) of the dream was me screaming at indifferent kitchen staff "i didnt order my food just to have to wait THREE hours for it, then i might as well not eat at all!". something of the sort. and i remember being really really angry i had to massage my jaw after that scream fest. i dont know whats up with me dreaming lately, i have dreamless sleeps most nights, so two huge dreams in what, a week? is unusual.

am off now, my right arm is just irritating me to death. should be done with 'This Charming Man' by tomorrow, i reckon Lola Daly will get together with Rossa Considine, just see if they dont. but i have no clue what will happen with the other characters, and not much understanding of the 'past' plot as it is, so good story so far.

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and the air smells of crisp apple cider;