hello there.

This afternoon I had to phone BT and spoke to the grumpiest woman ever. There’s nothing more annoying than calling a call centre, and then having to speak to someone who’s fucking miserable as well (I mean, I get why they’re miserable, but srsly). The problem still isn’t solved either, and I don’t believe it will be, but whatever. After that I was brought chocolate orange cupcakes, which made everything better. I had to eat two to recover from the trauma of the phone call. 

Currently I am sitting surrounded by books about Venice, and thinking about 3 weeks from today when this essay will have been completed, and I can sit around for a week before my final module starts and just bake. And bake. And bake some more. And then watch the West Wing. Yes these are the kind of grand plans I make for my free time. 

Yesterday I watched a film called Beautiful Lies which was quite good except for the fact that it was a bit weird that Audrey Tautou still wanted to go out with the guy after he’d made out with her mum. Just creepy. 

Also, I was watching Katy Perry’s video for ‘Last Friday Night’ the other day just because, anyway, there’s this line in the song about having a menage a trois, and I was scrolling through the comments and someone had asked what that was, and one person had written ‘It’s a type of wine’ WINE!?

it’s taking a large chunk of my essay to explain how asymmetrical this façade is. it’s like playing spot the difference.