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please note that the events described in this journal are highly fictionalised.

Monday, October 05, 2009

you need a hair cut tramp. woman you too.

I had a really good sleep and today i am watching little birds on top of the chimney stack out of jessica's window. i'm trying to learn how to recognise them. i want to get a bird book, but an old nice one. there is a shop in the lanes that has boxes of old books outside it. i might venture into town, but it's raining loads today. a seagull was just sat on the roof of the house and was walking completely stably down the slates and picking something out of his feathers at the same time. there are two little black birds sat on the chimney, they keep hopping about and shaking rain of their heads. i don't know what kind of birds they are. hence why i need a bird book. might go into town this afternoon and have a rummage. except i can never remember which lane is which.

i really need to get back into some painting. i've been having a bit of a break because i get a bit single minded about it really and stop sleeping and eating properly (next thing i'll be sitting in a bath full of rainwater on top of a building in the dark and eating bat droppings for sustenance).

but i have about 6 big ones planned out. and i am going to try and get back into the birds this week as well. and hopefully start some new cubes. and i want to continue the sewing stuff and i really need to try and finish the ultimate yf book. might do that this afternoon actually. or maybe have a nap.


this is a photo from my trip to the Arctic
gleaming sausages
jessy's sausage sandwich
my pig in blanket. which only messed up because someone's bread is a bit stale.
blue sky through the window