Saturday, February 6, 2010

saturday night

so this is a catch up post.
moving house, it is rather odd, makes you tired for no apparent reason because packing books into boxes really isnt that strenuous. goodness.
(picture from the met,pre-sunburn of the centuary)

... anddd happy birthday to my ballerina friend/ person who doesnt like my hair colour. i love you despite you not liking my hair colour :)

and finally. i would love love love to go on a roadtrip with my bestfriend* hint?

“ there was no gleam, no shadow, for the heavens, too, were one still, pale cloud; no sound or motion in anything but the dark river that flowed and moaned like an unresting sorrow.
The Mill on the Floss by George Eliot

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