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I've woken up this morning in a wonderful mood. Carl and I went to bed at something ridiculous like 10pm last night, he kissed me goodbye at about 7am, and I went back to sleep for a few more hours. This great night's sleep could be the reason for my mood. Although it is also payday, which means christmas presents galore! And I'm going over to my mums later.
I've realised that I've written nothing of my first few days at Topshop, which is mainly down to the fact that, even now, I feel that it is too early to judge. However, for the most part, I love it.
Anyway, there's not much to this post, as i'm pretty eager to get on with my day. I just thought an update was due.

1916

'THE TIME HAS COME TO TALK OF MANY THINGS- OF SHOES AND FURS AND LINGERIE...AND WHETHER HATS HAVE WINGS'

Meet Raymond

( I will upload a better picture, I promise! )

On Saturday 31st October Carl and I bought 6 week old Raymond, the hamster .

honey, i'm home.

Carl has just gone to Wolverhampton to get all of his stuff packed and in the van, to bring over here. I promised to stay here and tidy up so we can make some room for his things, and don't get me wrong I will, but after speaking to Molly I am realising what a big deal this is. I'm not foolish, and I try not to think too far ahead and throw words like 'always and forever' around, but that doesn't take away that this is huge, in my eyes.
I have no idea what the future holds, andI don't want to know. I can't imagine myself with anyone else but Carl, however if thats not how it ends up I want to look back on this day and remember how much I love him. I have never been so excited, scared, nervous, thrilled, or relieved in my life.
And I have never felt so much at home.

i've really lost my fish

:)

carlos is moving in !!!!!!

autumn and everything after

I am never good with words when there is something important to say. My tactic of hiding away in my room listening to Counting Crows, or someone, anyone, say what I think I am thinking is considered 'running away' by someone I know. That term makes my skin crawl, and I know that it's important to face things. I'm often unsure of what is appropriate to say at times like this.

But the facts are these:

I want this picture to surround me.

I am angry.

I will never understand why the world can't be fair

I need Liam to know how happy I am that he woke up.

I am lucky.

The stresses of everyday life have never seemed so unimportant.

Adam always made me laugh.

My thoughts are with Ellie.

I don't want to serve people shoes today.

I feel safest in bed.

I hate that 'these things happen'.

Adam Philby, rest in peace.

You will never be forgotten.

spoilt.

I hate the thought of taking things for granted, and getting 'bored' with things that I once adored.

A prime example of this is my camera. There is a thick enough layer of dust resting on all of my cameras, to make me feel like I am negelecting them.

It's not that I haven't had some ideas, or seen some pretty cool places, I guess i've just been focused on other things.

Point is my slr, in particular, is due some lovin'.

headaches, and coughing, and sneezing- oh my!

Morning!
I am almost fully recovered from the worst '5-day cold and flu virus' i have ever experienced. I still haven't quite got my voice back, but I don't think anyones too fussed over that. The sun is shining, and I am determined to be better today!
Carl and my flat mate Mike are still tucked up in bed, so I thought i'd start on the mess I've been leaving around the past few days. I have a ridiculous amount of washing to do (hense this distraction to leave a blog), a few things to buy from town for the flat, council tax to sort out and work at four.
Dvd's have also found themselves in various places- since Mike wasn't at uni and I was poorly, we swapped favourites and shared films. Below is a mixed list of some of his that I have seen, and some that I am looking forward to seeing:

Choke,
The Wrestler,
The Way of the Gun,
The Machinist,
Dave Gorman's Googlewhack adventure,
In The Loop,
Traffic.
He also introduced me to the 'dryest' of comedians Lee Stewart, and helped me to rediscover my love for Ricky Gervais (Carl and I have watched all episodes of Extras and all of his stand ups).

such great heights

post it notes

Sometimes when something bad has happened it takes a lot to make me happy.

But I think you've got it bang on.

matisyahu

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0oHAgfVgiw

snobs.