Friday, 24 September 2010
My old flat in Edinburgh, on Marchmont crescent, with the charity shop & the co-op at the end of the street. We lived there, four of us girls.
One of my flatmates was a Spanish girl named Natalia. One night I was going out to a club night (DJ Rob da Bank @ Cabaret Voltaire, via Trouble).
I was stuck for something to wear and went to Natalia and asked if I could borrow a short skirt. She pulled out a black skirt and handed it to me. I held it up against myself and exclaimed 'Natalia! This is REALLY short!' She shrugged and said 'You asked me for a short skirt...!'
It was indeed a very short skirt. I'm not sure I've ever worn anything so short ever again. Good times. (For anyone living in Edinburgh, I do heartily recommend Trouble events. Keep an eye out for Ratty B - my favourite MC.)
Thursday, 23 September 2010
Monday, 20 September 2010
Wednesday, 15 September 2010
Monday, 13 September 2010
We are debugging software. What I need is a stiff drink - or perhaps a series of stiff drinks. Never will we leave this until the 2nd last day ever again. Lord help us, it's going to be a long night (and day tomorrow).
Sunday, 12 September 2010
No one else I know uses the verb 'pootle' save for Toph, but anyway it describes exactly what I intend to do today. 睡到自然醒，listen to Edith Piaf, sing intermittently and fuss about the hoose. Then maybe a trip out at some other point of the day to acquire the necessities of life... Very restful, really. What with last weekend being rather draining (though fun), this is probably just what's needed.