I often wonder, I do

Bits displease me. But a couple of hours of drawing is quite nice.

Why. Must supermarket willpower be so much greater than evening nibble willpower? Why do i have no Nutella? Where is my Nutella? Someone please bring me some Nutella.

He was pretending he was a dog. And then he bit me. I was raging. He was like, "I'm sorry, I'll go buy you something from Boots for it." (K.K)

I saw Village at the end of the world. Good cheeks. And lots of snow covered in blood. I'm always glad for sunshine.

I saw. This is the Kit and Richard Dawson and Body Parts. In a community center in Easterhouse. Tea lights atop tables arranged as though a jazz club. Mother felt the wine portions were rather generous. CJ said it was a plastic cup illusion. Wonderful wonderful things to hear by all three.

Is his name. And so I stitched it for his birthday. Lucky.

Now auditioning. For people with level eyes.

Apparenlty. GmbH have closed down. I can't find any mention of it happening. But also can't find any mention of them being in existence. They lived in The Lighthouse and sold good publications. It's all a bit sad really. And is made sadder still because I have £20 of unspent monies to be used there. This is why you need to have a working memory. So that you remember to take your pretty voucher with you when you visit exotic cities and get to exchange it for nice things. Oh well. It is pretty though. I'm happy to have it for its prettiness. I suppose.

A lovely pre-hogmanay evening. Was spent in lovely company listening to good records. They have a wall of records and know how to play them. They also live off the very best stairwell. Peeling pastel colours and some of the very best tiles. This is why i need a fancy phone with a camera. I will just need to visit again. What a chore.

We played. Some wonderful Pictionary the other night. All sorts of masterpieces were created. This was one of the first. From the fine hands of this good sir. She didn't get it. Nobody blamed her.

Don't forget. To tuck the ribbons in before you wash your face.

Bananas = rankanas. But shrimps are good. (Raspberry + banana is a lie).

Jarvis Cocker. Let us listen to his Wireless Nights again the other day. They are great. And should be listened to. You might want to ignore the bits when he pretends you are present and existing as a listener he can talk to. I did. But don't ignore anything else. That would be silly. You would miss good collections of words like, "people’s true colours show up better against a dark background." Apparently they won the Prix Italia for Extraordinary Originality and Innovation. Gosh. Debate re. the attractiveness of the man himself optional.

There were no crackers. At the Christmas dinner table. But there were giant crackers on the supermarket shelf. Infinitely better without doubt. Crackers the size of your head. To put into your head. Like a snake and a goat. She consumed far more elegantly than I.

A photographic print. Of a painted scene reminded me of he. And so I gifted him it.

My bookmark. Fell from my book. A fine piece of paper. Not sure what to do.