Monday, November 30, 2009

Unromantic as Monday morning

This Friday I had amazing pho soup at the Eat on South Bank, drank tea in Becky's new apartment, bought overpriced throat lozenges at the Organic Pharmacy, met T at Charing Cross, behaved ridiculously in several locations around Soho, was complimented on my dress and fringe, took a rickshaw to Victoria Station at one in the morning out of a combination of sheer necessity (we needed to get the last train to Brighton) and awesomeness, and read Mad, Bad and Sad on the train while T slept on my shoulder. And Saturday and Sunday were pretty good too.

And now I'm in King's Manor with a mango smoothie and a lot of work to do, which is also, in its own way, pretty good.

3 comments:

Ellen said...

det virker som om du lever det livet du fortjener!

årets julegave til deg er i boks, börja förfesta nu

erika said...

Åååh, jeg lever det livet jeg fortjener annenhver helg. Resten av tiden er det litt mindre gøy (men fortsatt ok, da).

Jeg har 50% av julegaven din i boks. I år er det tema!

Anonymous said...

Rickshaw-WOW!Hvordan blir det sån? Man går ut på gaten litt stressa og ser etter taxi , og INGEN taxi,nei, oioi, men se!, DER kommer det jo en rickshaw! Eller?

Dessuten: Søt kjole /topp og liiten liten nøkkel!Og sund mango med masse antioksidanter. Perfekt datter.

mammma (who else)