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In a brief attempt to keep this little beast happy, I shall write in it as I don't really feel like going to sleep.
Basically what I've been doing which has been keeping me so ridiculously busy (too busy to update this properly once a week) is just... not much. This week I've been back at home#1 (Reigate, Surrey) week before had mum etc down in home#2 (Falmouth, Cornwall) week before that Imy was down for a week, smidge before that I was busy moving in. Going back to Fally soon, with Becca. I hope the weather behaves.

Summer project is going ok? I've been doing a few little sketches and also taking photos (to do cheat sketching, yummy) when the rush comes. Just need some time amoungst other lovely artistic souls to force me to get on with scribbling (and I need my new study set up properly so I can draw to my hearts content).

Currently I am stuffed with gooood chocolate cake from Fanny's Farm Shop (OH SO GOOD). Racheyboiii took me there, and we stalked Emilarrrgh and I found out that one of my current coursemates works there too! Small world.
I have been bitten on the forehead by a midge... bastard.

And I still really need Sims3. Ohhhhh *gasm*.

Night, then.

OH, p.s.? Yes. Had a little picnic in the park on Sunday with a few friends, for which I made some very scrummy cheese (extra mature Cheddar for taste and red Leicester for colour) and seed scones. Om nom nom! Am contemplating getting my Fally kitchen health & safety inspected and then being possibly able to sell cakes and such to Babahogs (Faye mentioned she wanted to see something more savoury in there -perhaps cheese scones (served with slighty salted organic butterrr) could do the trick without upsetting Peasouk too much.....

Nine neun 9

Oh god, darling blog, I have been an atrocious blog-mother these past few weeks... hectic with people and moving (still, ha) and everything! I promise once term starts again I shall treat you with tender loving care and throw lots more words at you and such!
For now, I hope you survive and don't die of heartbreak, as I'm not sure how to treat a blog with heartbreak...

Late eight! Very late eight! After eight...

I am not going to stop this slowly forming beast, I refuse, it's just that the past week etc has been really quite busy as I (and Silje and Vera and Faye) have just moved into this lovely wonderful house.
Admittedly it was only REALLY busy until they left... and I've been sitting on my arse doing pretty much sod all since them (I'm in mourning, it's crazy how much you miss the people you spend all your time with).
Anyhoo, I have another busy time coming up as tomorrow my bestiest friendio is coming down from Reigate (actually she's from Redhill........) and then right when she's here my mum and her friend Bendy and my sister are coming down, then Imy (thats the friend) is leaving, then I'm back home for about a week, then coming back here with oldest best friend from back home Becca, then... then it dies off a little, but theres still people visiting like Rachel and Iain and maybe Racheyboiii tooooo...?
But enough of this drivvel.

I shall leave anyone who looks at this with a link to a chap who sings excellent happy little songs.
http://www.youtube.com/user/hexachordal
His name is Tom Milsom, I went to 6th form college with him (thats 16-18 year olds... a smelly lot). He became famous when he entered battle of the bands..... theres all those "bands" going "YEEEEAH WE'RE AWESOME, ROCK ON!" and then this tiny little chap (thats Tom) comes along, on his own, with a ukelele (had to look up how to spell that word) and then he sings. And plays. Brilliantly. At the same time... ABOUT NEVER WANTING TO EAT A LOBSTER.
Of course he won Battle of the Bands that year.
So yes, go watch and enjoy, he's a generally fun person who I never REALLY spoke to much if at all (I didn't talk to many people, as I was and probably still am an anti-social sod).
GO GO GO.

On second thoughts, here, have some images too...

THAT, above, is one of the 12 cards for my final project on Macbeth. The font isn't my favourite, but it was the one which seemed to fit the best and I was more concerned about the image.
The rest are up on my rather drastic Deviantart page... http://himette.deviantart.com/
Ignore the name, please, it is a fair few years old...

And that is Faye, or at least her lower half, on the day we moved in here. I found a hole beneath the carpet (just foundations and pipes and dust) and then Faye dropped her phone down it. At least the floor got it's lunch.

Little biscuits I made today. Just some crispy spiced things with a vaguely lemony sugar icing. Quite addictive. For when the others get back I'm gonna make a whole tin (of some size) of various om nom nommy biscuits and such. Chocolate, coconut, nutty, lemony, spiced... savoury too? They can live in another box... (marmite & chocolate... not sure if that would mix in the nostrils too well).

And here is a photograph from a photographer. Akasha Rabut, pretty sure thats female... some of her stuff I'm not so fussed about, but this series I really rather enjoyed. Plus I'm envious of that ponchoish thing...

Anyway. Nunnite! I'm off to read a book.

P.S. When Faye was still here (before she went back to Ireland) we had to let a baby seagull out of the garden. I now wish I'd caught it and eaten it because it's so annoying, quite a biggun... but unable to fly properly yet, and it has been squeaking and squarking a little distance from the house for DAYS now. ALL THE TIME. Wakes me up at 7am. I saw an older bird regurgitate a chip for it yesturday.... lovely...