moving (still)
destroying priceless vintage heirlooms
wondering if I can start some kind of web campaign to raise money for an Eames chair
having inordinate amounts of fun playing Star Wars Top Trumps whilst drinking cider and sporting a rather natty Street Fighter temporary tattoo on my forehead
enjoying the patchiness of Fear(s) Of The Dark (for the record – the first bit and the last bit are the best bits)
disappointed, not angry, with Quantum Of Solace
reacting
looking forward to a weekend of pudding partying, wedding fun and Guillemotery.