Ten

For now all I can say is that i've spent most of the weekend doing a lot of this -

LOL

Laughing is a reaction to certain stimuli, fundamentally stress, which serves as an emotional balancing mechanism. Traditionally, it is considered a visual expression of happiness, or an inward feeling of joy. It may ensue from hearing a joke, being tickled, or other stimuli. It is in most cases a very pleasant sensation.

Nine

I can't stop listening to this song. I had such a nice afternoon with this on repeat.

I want to sing it to someone/someone sing it to me.


Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Home

Her:
Alabama, Arkansas
I do love my ma and pa
Not that way that I do love you

Him:
Holy moley, me oh my
You're the apple of my eye
Girl, I've never loved one like you

Her:
Man, oh man, you're my best friend
I scream it to the nothingness
There ain't nothing that I need

Him:
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie
Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ
Ain't nothing please me more than you

Both:
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I'm with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I'm with you

La, la, la, la, take me home
Mother, I'm coming home

Him:
I'll follow you into the park 
Through the jungle, through the dark
Girl, I never loved one like you

Her:
Moats and boats and waterfalls
Alleyways and pay phone calls
I've been everywhere with you

Him:
That's true
Laugh until we think we'll die
Barefoot on a summer night
Never could be sweeter than with you

Her:
And in the streets you run a-free
Like it's only you and me
Geez, you're something to see

Both:
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I'm with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I'm with you

La, la, la, la, take me home
Daddy, I'm coming home

(talking)
Him: Jade
Her: Alexander
Him: Do you remember that day you fell out of my window?
Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me
Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Her: Yes, I do
Him: Well, there's something I never told you about that night
Her: What didn't you tell me?
Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was going to be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you until just now

Both:
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I'm with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is where I'm alone with you

Him:
Home
Let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you

Her:
Ah, home
Yes I am home
Home is when I'm alone with you

Her:
Alabama, Arkansas
I do love my ma and pa
Moats and boats and waterfalls
Alleyways and pay phone calls

Both:
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is wherever I'm with you
Ah, home
Let me go home
Home is where I'm alone with you

Eight

Gosh, I'm rattling through these posts like there's no tomorrow.


How had I never listened to Joanna Newsom before? One of life's great questions.


I've got this thing at the moment when I really like a song I play it on repeat until I know all the words, get annoyed with it then throw it to the curb like it's been completely used up on my ears. It's quite a rash approach to music as I know eventually I'll go crawling back to it with begging eardrums.


I feel like i've got PMT but I most definitely do not. I know this because I forgot how to spell definitely today and spent ages shouting at the screen, thinking whether it was an "a" or "ley" and I don't even know why i'd forgotten and that annoyed me even more because I felt really stupid, and then I felt stupid for spending so much energy on spelling it when I have a spell checker but then I was feeling too stubborn to use it for such a simple word and then the anger just spiralled. Then I started thinking about how much I wish I never needed spell checker and that my literacy skills have declined with age from 18. This then nicely reminded me of the time I was talking to my best friend's boyfriend, and instead of spelling his name (Saul, although I was going for the affectionate approach of Sauly) it spelt his name as Saucy....and to make matters worse I didn't realise this mistake until half way through the chat conversation. Brilliant, well done Sophie.


I fell into this hole a week ago and now it's back, this time it's due to tonsillitis that i'm sat in the corner of my room in my duvet, hiding from any natural light and generally spending the time either listening to music, reading or stalking people's holiday/coupley-in-love-and-we're-gunna-show-it pictures on Facebook, intensifying the feeling of woe further.


I've done a lot of reckless things. I've become indifferent.  I don't want to be 22 and repeating the same mistakes. Somedays I wake up and wish so much that I'd wake up with a beautiful girlfriend, that we'd have tea in bed and listen to radio 6 while we got ready, she'd make me laugh and i'd smile the whole way to work. Realistically, this would probably drive me crazy after about two months as I've become intensely used to my own company and space and i'd do something ridiculous to ruin this fairytale before it had even begun.I've realised with ageing, that I'm a great friend given half the chance but an awful girlfriend. Sometimes I just wish i'd kept people on the friendship side of the line, instead of crossing them over into something that it never needed to be. I guess that's something you learn with age/wisdom/experience.


I killed my dinner with karate
Kick 'em in the face, taste the body
Shallow work is the work that i do

Do you want to sit at my table
My fighting fame is fabled
And fortune finds me fit and able

And you do say - oh oh
That you do pray - oh oh
And you say that you're okay






I can wholly understand how people with disabilities are depressed, I can completely see why people who have lost their jobs are depressed, it's depressing not having the option of leaving the house.


 It's even worse when the door is open but you can't face walking through it.


I know everything is going to be okay.

Seven

Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're very lucky, a plane ride away.


Sex & The City, 1999


As I've been cooped up indoors like a battery hen for the last two days with tonsillitis and so I've been confined to SATC watching with my housemate. It brought back a lot of teenage memories. I'm sure I found out the majority of what sex was crowded around a tv screen with a bunch of my closest friends aged 14 at sleepovers. It was a time when one of my best friends still had bunk beds and we would sneak outside for cigarettes. I used to love Miranda, but I think I mostly liked the idea of NY and the city and living in all that buzz. I still like the idea of NY, perhaps just from a different perspective now.


I wish I hadn't of been so drunk on Saturday and spent more time with the girls, I don't like the thought of us all growing old/up/apart even though it's only natural and something time can't stop. 

Six

This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization
It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away
Your love will be
Safe with me

I feel content. 

Nothing particularly spectacular has happened today but it's been a good day. Amongst the riots and chaos on the news i'm living in my own quiet harmony, perhaps this is aided by Bon Iver but i'm feeling wholesome.

I started a new job yesterday at a digital media agency in Shoreditch. I feel like i've just been needing to be preoccupied and needing to keep my brain busy. I secured some good leads for new business from The Metro online hopefully and they seem to be happy with me, so this is all very good news.

Beyonce and all her pop goddess wisdom had it in one about being the best thing I never had, and i'm so glad. 

This weekend i'll be sipping WKD on a boat for one of my oldest friend's 21st birthdays, and i'd literally rather be nowhere else, especially not at pride.

Five

If I don't go into that office every day, I don't know who I am anymore