i sent a lot of terrible emails this week. the first thing you need to know about me is that in emails i talk to everybody like they're my friend. even strangers and ex-boyfriends-who-ruined-my-life. so if you're one of those and have recieved an email from me this week - i'm sorry, probably.
my old classmate michael announced on facebook that he is going to be a dad next year. i feel like 60-70% of my highschool class has or is having a baby. i am twenty-one.
manchester orchestra aren't actually from manchester.
getting up at 5.30AM for work is an odd experience. i couldn't walk in a straight line on the way there. i ache from wandering around the first and second floors trying to work out what part of the law section a book called 'moot law' went, and reading the first pages of island and city travel guides so i knew which country they were grouped with. my geography is appalling. copenhagen is in denmark - i am learning something every day.
i went to keele and opened old wounds. i feel/felt/am pretty miserable, but ollie bought me a singing pumpkin that we had both danced to in sainsburys earlier. it cheered me up, so i'm sharing it here to cheer you up too:
Wednesday 23 September 2009
Thursday 17 September 2009
simon cowell has no sense of humour
what what what am i doing?
i feel like i want to push nice boys against the wall and kiss them.
i won't.
i feel 'pent up' and 'restless'.
my friend has a friend who is exactly like me. he likes 'the animals of farthing wood' and uses too much bonjela. every time he twitters it's like he's stolen my identity and i scream. my throat hurts.
i found a copy of an email i wrote to my professor during my dissertation panic.
i feel like i want to push nice boys against the wall and kiss them.
i won't.
i feel 'pent up' and 'restless'.
my friend has a friend who is exactly like me. he likes 'the animals of farthing wood' and uses too much bonjela. every time he twitters it's like he's stolen my identity and i scream. my throat hurts.
i found a copy of an email i wrote to my professor during my dissertation panic.
Subject: Spirit, H. "The Bible" Heaven Ltd, BC?she never emailed back.
From: "R. Newsom"
Date: Sat, 28 March, 2009 6:32 pm
To: Ann Hughes
Ann!
How on (God's) Earth do I reference The Bible?
- Red
Monday 14 September 2009
bonding over goosebumps books
i got a job! working as a book seller! at waterstones deansgate!
i feel the use of exclamation marks accurately captures my pure unadulterated joy at gaining employment. the shifts do, however, start at seven in the morning. i am not a morning person. everyone i spoke to about it laughed at me, even the lady who called offering me the job. damn.
my housemates and i had drinks with stretch tonight and discussed keele writing. keele writing has a room with lamps and a lineup of guest readers which apparently include carol-ann duffy. as well as a naughty tequila habit from the 'old days' (last year). we are slowly taking over the world. so everybody who lives in travelling distance of keele has to visit when something interesting is happening, ok?
brandon wrote a haiku and i really like it. i wrote it on my wall. am I allowed to quote it? oh well, here goes:
"I want to buy love
on ebay and bury my
worried face in it"
(brandon please don't sue me)
in other news, i am probably in love with David Mitchell.
i feel the use of exclamation marks accurately captures my pure unadulterated joy at gaining employment. the shifts do, however, start at seven in the morning. i am not a morning person. everyone i spoke to about it laughed at me, even the lady who called offering me the job. damn.
my housemates and i had drinks with stretch tonight and discussed keele writing. keele writing has a room with lamps and a lineup of guest readers which apparently include carol-ann duffy. as well as a naughty tequila habit from the 'old days' (last year). we are slowly taking over the world. so everybody who lives in travelling distance of keele has to visit when something interesting is happening, ok?
brandon wrote a haiku and i really like it. i wrote it on my wall. am I allowed to quote it? oh well, here goes:
"I want to buy love
on ebay and bury my
worried face in it"
(brandon please don't sue me)
in other news, i am probably in love with David Mitchell.
Friday 4 September 2009
a heavily romanticised idea of autumn
taped to a window on canal street is an advert by a pakistani woman who is seeking a gay pakistani man for a fake wedding. i felt bad but envious. i would quite like a fake wedding. i'd like to get married for a joke to prepare myself for the real thing. i feel like it would 'take the edge off'.
big brother is over. i'm glad. i became very fed up with people criticising me for watching it. i like watching people. if there was a couple arguing on the street i would be interested. if there was a man crying on a bench i would feel sad. how is that any different? or do people generally not care about strangers? i like to think i do.
i want to live inside my head and poke at it's soft walls and love everyone.
the topless black man who walks around manchester carrying a white rabbit spoke to me today. i felt like i was in the presence of a celebrity. a really bad smelling celebrity. i wonder if he has any friends.
quite often i feel the urge to email people who were previously significant in my life and say 'THIS IS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU'. just so they know.
big brother is over. i'm glad. i became very fed up with people criticising me for watching it. i like watching people. if there was a couple arguing on the street i would be interested. if there was a man crying on a bench i would feel sad. how is that any different? or do people generally not care about strangers? i like to think i do.
i want to live inside my head and poke at it's soft walls and love everyone.
the topless black man who walks around manchester carrying a white rabbit spoke to me today. i felt like i was in the presence of a celebrity. a really bad smelling celebrity. i wonder if he has any friends.
quite often i feel the urge to email people who were previously significant in my life and say 'THIS IS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU'. just so they know.
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