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| aw, it's wednesday already. ok so today i had a day off and i've spent most of it traipsing about cold edinburgh trying to get some boring things done. my third attempt at sourdough is rising in the kitchen, my tea is steeping, i'm tired, i have a book, i'm pleased with all of this.
the other day i entered the world of soft-bristled toothbrushes, as i have all but brushed my gums away around one of my teeth, which is gross. there is a startlingly small selection of very soft toothbrushes for adults, which means i now have a great excuse to buy toothbrushes that are shaped as dinosaurs/hot pink/etc. however! the one i got the other day IS an adult one, and it vibrates!! it's a strange sensation. i had an electric toothbrush once, a few years ago, but felt too embarrassed to use it because at the time iw as living in dorms and it was too loud? and i'm the sort to worry about that? so now it's back to loud toothbrushes. soft bristled ones.
i've been eating nutella out of the jar lately. my finest moments. | | |
| the milk is still fine. it's hurting my head to think about it. not even a hint of bacterial anit-social behaviour.
edinburgh's getting very cold now. getting serious about coldness. today in the bath, because we only have a bath, i felt like i was huddling down in the water. that horrible feeling where you know that in the next 2-5 minutes you have to shiver your way out and somehow get dry and warm before you're tootoo cold. not easy to do in this place.
my mum's told me that the other day, my poor wee cat frisky had to go to the vet for her routine checkup. this is always, first and foremost, a 'manicure', as mum delicately puts it, because frisky's claws get so long that she gets stuck in the carpet a little bit when she walks across our living room, and she clatters a bit on the hard kitchen floor. poor thing! it's tough being a cat so mean that you can only go to the vet every so often. anyway, this time when she went, they put a sign across the top of her cage. 'FRISKY PENMAN: AGGRESSIVE', it said. i wish it had said MISUNDERSTOOD instead. that's all it is. a cat that gets so upset that she pees all over herself? mis.under.stood.
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| so! i made some sourdough bread the other day. it was tasty but one of the unfortunate things about every single loaf of bread i bake is that they always resembe alien life forms, or large misshapen rocks, or rhino heads, or something like that. this dough was really difficult to deal with and i couldn't for the life of me form it into a loaf, so that's something to work on. making bread is so fun/satisfying! also, something of note: the milk that i bought that was set to expire on october 27 is STILL NOT OFF. this is thrilling! i can still use it! it doesn't seem even close to going off. it's not debatable. i'll keep these updates coming. | | |
| i can't help but start packing! a big horrible secret about me is that i love packing. i guess because more than that, i love unpacking? i don't know how many times i've moved in my life. let me think. nine-ish? nine properly big moves, really. i'm so GOOD at it. i know how to pack so that things break, and i nkow how to fold cardboard boxes so they don't come undone even without tape, and anyway, it's a process i guess i'm willing to make last about a month, in this case. i've been shipping my things across to the states in cardboard boxes, but this packing i'm doing now is actually into suitcases. there must be some sortof medical classification for people like me.
anyway, this is what i'm doing instead of seeing daniel johnston play right now, which is what leah and dom are doing. i'm sure daniel johnston would rather be with me. | | |
| i'm having one of those extraordinary experiences with milk, where it doesn't go bad long after the expiry date. in THIS case, the milk was to expire on 27 oct and here we are, the first day of the next month, and i've just sniffed it (not even a deep sniff) and judged it fine enough to pour into my tea. what was once black is now light brown, just perfect, perfect.
it was halloween this weekend! i was a mime, and kept company with the likes of the joker and poison ivy. i can't believe i went all weekend without eating any candy, though? halloween candy? i did eat some monster munch. oh god, i've just remembered that monster munch isn't sold in the states. i'm moving a month from today. good heavens, good grief, dear lord. | | |
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