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Feb. 8th, 2007 08:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rowanberriesThings I liked about today
-No classes.
-The way bus drivers always wave to each other when they pass in the road.
-The warm, womblike embrace of Waterstones on a very cold and windy day.
-At least it wasn't raining.
-Free caramel-vanilla-double-espresso-milky-creamy thing. Mmm, sugar-caffiene rush.
-Walking on the beach in the dark by an excitingly raging sea.
-The Pier at night.
-Finding an open, heated pub on said pier that was quite happy to let me sit there and read with a pint.
Things I didn't like about today
-Waking up really too late, but still tired and sluggish.
-Wave of depression akin to PMS.*
-Cold, cold wind.
-Those bloody automatic kid's rides on the Pier that automatically play the creepy, desperate laughter of trapped and ensorcelled children as you walk past in the dark with the February wind howling around you and the waves crashing beneath.
-Shotgun-like bangs emanating from nowhere as you stand right at the end of said pier, in the dark, all alone.
-You see why I was glad to find a pub open?
-Starbucks.
* Which actually I will be okay with, if it is. That Time of the Month actually hasn't been since November, which, while I'm happy not to have gone through the pain, discomfort and misery each month, is the ultimate mindfuck for a female. OMG, you think, what's wrong with me?! Then you get drunk.
First person to ask if I'm pregnant gets shot.
-No classes.
-The way bus drivers always wave to each other when they pass in the road.
-The warm, womblike embrace of Waterstones on a very cold and windy day.
-At least it wasn't raining.
-Free caramel-vanilla-double-espresso-milky-creamy thing. Mmm, sugar-caffiene rush.
-Walking on the beach in the dark by an excitingly raging sea.
-The Pier at night.
-Finding an open, heated pub on said pier that was quite happy to let me sit there and read with a pint.
Things I didn't like about today
-Waking up really too late, but still tired and sluggish.
-Wave of depression akin to PMS.*
-Cold, cold wind.
-Those bloody automatic kid's rides on the Pier that automatically play the creepy, desperate laughter of trapped and ensorcelled children as you walk past in the dark with the February wind howling around you and the waves crashing beneath.
-Shotgun-like bangs emanating from nowhere as you stand right at the end of said pier, in the dark, all alone.
-You see why I was glad to find a pub open?
-Starbucks.
* Which actually I will be okay with, if it is. That Time of the Month actually hasn't been since November, which, while I'm happy not to have gone through the pain, discomfort and misery each month, is the ultimate mindfuck for a female. OMG, you think, what's wrong with me?! Then you get drunk.
First person to ask if I'm pregnant gets shot.
