random thoughts

It's amazing how the statement 'he really likes his steak and chips' can transmit so much information. It's even funnier when you realise the words preceding that were 'I don't think he's your type'.

Am now on my fourth day without caffeine. Someone asked me 'why are you giving up caffeine?' I hesitated, because I really had no reason. All I could think to say, recognising the masochistic nature of this endeavour was, 'it's a self-imposed Lent'.

Scandinavian men ARE my cuppa.

Now relieved that the probability of getting a job this summer is approaching zero. This way I can, within reason, procrastinate with respect to my dissertation. And hop over to the continent whenever I please. And cook fresh meals. And sleep in.

Getting really annoyed with the kekramie in my life. Don't know if I can't or simply don't want to understand their strange behaviour.

Thank god no one actually knows what kekramie means. Or rather, no one who reads this blog. I hope.