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today i got up and walked to the heath, which is about 45 minutes away because despite how things look on maps, london is bloody small.

it was gorgeous! so much sun! i lingered on the way back, not really wanting to go back to the flat but also knowing that if i got back after midday i’d feel like i’d lost too much time to the outing.

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this afternoon i watched the post which is not really about what the trailer suggests it’s about, which was something of a relief? maybe?

there was a lot of softening of the frame that i am not sure i appreciated, but otherwise another pretty great story about an american news institution pursuing A Story.

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i picked up fresh bagels on the way back to the flat, and this evening i roasted red onions, a bell pepper, and a potato, cooked some halloumi, grilled a bagel, and ate them all together IT WAS SO GOOD. i feel like i’ll pay for that at some point but like whatever it was fantastic 10/10 would nom again.

i have zero qualms about using the living room. i tend not to because i have to lug my stuff there if i want to use it, and it’s just a lot of hassle unless i’m going to binge something. and i have done that whilst my housemate was away, but it seems a little weird to do it whilst she’s here, in part because i don’t want to disturb her rest, and in part because i have a tv that i can stream to in my room.

but. but!

guys, it is eurovision tonight, most hallowed of events. i want to watch it on the tv instead of streaming it! so... i’m going to use the living room. which is allowed! but maybe i do have qualms about it.

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i can’t believe it’s been a whole week since i saw florence + the machine and i didn’t do a post about it.

this isn’t that post either; i’m just saying.

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baking cookies tomorrow, y/y?

hi i’m in rome!

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i spent my first week in london luxuriating in my new commute (half an hour! reading time!) and going to a heap of events. poetry readings! theatre! crochet class! i hit some kind of hormones-meet-cabin-fever-meets-change-is-weird high on wednesday and spent the whole day in a terrible wreck of sadness. not anxious, which is new; just heavy and miserable and fucking sad, which i thought was maybe homesickness, but a call home made things worse by just being incredibly irritating (we’re really bad at having conversations; it’s embarrassing). i don’t know if it’s a heap of malcontent but i did not dig it at all.

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thursday was a heap of fun! there was a different cast this time - fewer understudies; more primary cast - and we were in the dress circle, which was a better view than the last time. the dude playing king george is bloody funny, in a way that i really wasn’t expecting, and the guy playing hamilton is tall af. taking esther was a trip too; i love other people’s excitement for the show.

afterwards we went to the real greek in marylebone. damn, the food there is so good!

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macbeth was honestly kind of a mess, and it started snowing that morning which threw the rest of our plans into a tailspin. ruthy headed home earlier than anticipated, and my sister and i ended up taking the tube to heathrow to then take a shuttle to our hotel for the night.

getting up at 4am was a pain, especially when the snow delayed our bus, but it sounds like we were lucky to get on a flight at all, and once we were at t5, it was a breeze.

rome so far has been vast and rainy. tomorrow we’re going to the capitoline museum to see some goddamn sculptures and i’m already losing my mind over it.

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i signed out of slack on my phone but forgot to do it on the ipad and accidentally looked through work messages. oops. i’ve sorted that out now. no working on vacation! it’s bullshit, and i am against it. leave is leave, and i’m on it.

hey, so: i moved house yesterday!

during the snow shenanigans i sorted out my offer, deposit and contract, and yesterday i hauled my stuff to the new place and i’ve been unpacking since. well, no, not since. dad and i dropped off my stuff before going to visit one of my aunts who lives 15 minutes away. i knew she was close, but i didn’t know by how much. i’m far enough away to not have an helicopter adults in my life, but close enough that i can pop in on a sunday, and potentially see my cousins and their families on occasion. these are cousins that are older by a stretch so I don’t see them as often as the others, so it’s a good move.

dad dropped me back just after 4, and i spent a couple of hours putting clothes away, and sheets on the bed etc. put a shoe rack together! found my make-up! tried and failed to move the bed! in between, i started the task of letting people know i’ve relocated. some people knew already, but i get a little paranoid when new things happen and i hold off sharing news. i’m the same with new jobs; often i don’t tell people until i’ve started.

this morning i’ve been sorting through the remainder of my stuff, organising things to my liking whilst waiting for sainsbury’s to open so i can pick up some food. i’m living with the landlady, but she’s away this week, so it’s just me for now.

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for my first night in london i... went to the theatre, obviously. i’d had it booked for a long time, but only recently realised what it was i was going to see (it was helpfully listed in my calendar as ‘play’).

i went to royal court theatre to see girls and boys, a 90-minute performance by carey mulligan that flips between the story of the narrator’s marriage and memories of the narrator interacting with her children. it’s anecdotal and funny, and sometimes absolutely shocking. mulligan, who is in general Very Good, is fantastic. the character has this sort of cockney/estuary mix, and she’s centre stage for most of the telling, hip-cocked, hand in pocket, other hand gesturing as she tells this story. pointed, and jokey, and absorbing. i don’t know if i was on board with where the story went, but it was very, very good.

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this week: kaveh akbar is in the uk to promote calling a wolf a wolf; teaching a colleague how to crochet; hamilton matinee on thursday; macbeth - which absolutely bombed in previews, so who even knows what that’s going to be like - matinee on Saturday; R O M E.

please don’t rain please don’t rain please don’t rain

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right, a few more bits and pieces to put away, then out for some fresh air. then i can mooch around to my heart’s content the rest of the day.

planning the revolution

(crying about it)

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