Mar. 8th, 2008

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Things to do - find a present that somewhere, somehow involves or includes a horse for Ch.'s birthday next Saturday. ::slight groan:: Study Russian. Practice the new bellydance steps, because hagallah-with-shimmy isn't going very well yet, at least not at the speed it's supposed to be. Or the travelling camel with the leading foot back instead of in front, which has mostly resulted in a massive disconnect between my brain & body so far. Rewatch Something Borrowed and turn the tl;dr convoluted mass of fragmented thoughts I've already written about Jack, relationships, &c. into a tl;dr livejournal post. Maybe go out with the camera tomorrow, because I haven't done that since my holiday and i'm starting to miss it.


Ah, well. Shower now.

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Birthday present (a salt/pepper cellar in the form of a cute porcelain pony; unoriginal, I know, but it's a horse, it's cute, it's even mildly useful, she can put it in her collection, and I just couldn't be bothered any more), gift-wrap paper, ribbon and card? Check. (Even half a horse-themed Christmas present, hallelujah; the search is getting more aggravating every year.) Also shoe laces for me and a pair of small ear studs (silver with shiva eye), because I practically had to re-pierce the left hole again yesterday, after it'd had almost closed up because I never wear ear rings these days.

Pizza for lunch, and would this be a good place to say I'm really very grateful that I can eat almost everything again? I'm still avoiding coffee, which I definitely used to drink too much of, and on an empty stomach, before the stomach thing started, but I'm not really missing it, either. Not like I missed salads, fruit, chocolate, pizza and all the other not-bland food stuff.



On the less happy side of things, I got an email from the daughter of my flat's owner, that she wants to have a look at it... ::sigh:: I shudder at the prospect of apartment hunting, packing a gazillion books into boxes and all the accompanying stress. And this means I'll have to do a thorough cleaning next week... ::deep sigh::



::adds a pretty picture to justify the pointless post::




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