I'm going to Barthhhelona for a few days next week - I've been informed that they talk that way thanks to some bygone king who had a lisp, and it sort of stuck. I haven't actually confirmed that story as true, and knowing how the story machine works, it probably isn't. ... Read the Post...
aie!
My muscles and I are not on speaking terms. No, one does not move out of a second floor apartment with a narrow stairwell, and move into a 5 story apartment with no elevator, and stay on friendly terms with ones calf or bicep muscles. A slipped digit on the lease agreement means we don't have water or electricity connected yet, so we're still camping out in the old apartment, with only the essentials (internet access, chocolate and wine among ... Read the Post...
tootle! peep! honk, beepbeep!
I have a choice of three different ways to get to work using the public transport system. I like to mix it up a bit, to keep my brain mildly occupied by a sneaking suspicion I probably should've chosen one of the other two that morning. ... Read the Post...
the politics of coffee
Now that my life has a vague semblance of routine again, work mornings go a little something like this; Radio alarm detonates at 7am Absorb early morning news through haze of semi-consciousness Something or other catches my attention and (more often than not) annoys me into a state of awakeness*, from where I stagger blearily into the kitchen to make myself a cup of ethical trade organic coffee. ... Read the Post...
