Well then.. thanks to
lydia_petze I have been reading long, satisfying h/c Starsky & Hutch fic. Very good it was too.
It is early,or late. i should be in bed. I was gonna go at 12, but then I msned my chum for an hour, then had to finish the fic.
I've been shopping today. I bought clothing> I bought a beigey skirt thing - that I already have in slate grey, but it is my loveliest favouritest skirt, because it is very swingy and I feel female in it, and now I have it in another colour. the lady in the shop said she wore hers to go belly dancing in...
I bought many other things too, including a box of malteasers - which I have eaten in their entirety over the last 8 hours.
I also bought a packet of jam do-nuts, but the one I ate had custard in and not jam. This was a horrible discovery. I rejected the custardy thing (and started on the malteasers)
A lady in another shop had horrendous body odour. I pulled a face and muttered some comment and was overheard by yet another woman, who then followed me round the shop wishing to discuss the smelliness of the other... making a point of showing me who the smelly person's companions were. Note to self - be more discreet when condemning the aromas of others!
I watched Burnt Money yesterday, which was pretty, but not as perfect as I had been lead to expect - I think my expectations were over high however - it was good, intense.
I am having very disturbed sleep lately - I do sleep, but I have bizarre dreams - last night I was having to play Little Bo Peep, in some kind of important work based production. I had to wear the ridiculous costume, and both act and work in front of a vast audience of offenders. bosses, colleagues and public alike. But it wasn't the classic anxiety dream.. I was suprisingly relaxed, more concerned with boasting that I has cycled to and from the venue earlier in the day without dying or getting lost. I was a little concerned about how I would get back, but I was talking and snuggling with nice men whilst I was waiting to go on, my leading man (no I don't know what the story was about or why I was dressed as Bo Peep) was atrcative and it all went well. There was a big 4by4/motorbike crash in the audience during the interval tho....
I've left my washing on the line. bum.
bed.