09/10/03 – bus to paris

And so it goes… I find my brain entirely shuts down when ill. I don’t feel like I have the same pro­cessing power at all. Of course, I feel guilty for any of these posts that fail to scin­til­late, espe­cially when on a jour­ney like this...

and the rest

Sick again. I don’t inter­act well with over­cast cli­mates with nasty wind. That aside, used ill­ness as an excuse not to do any more work on stor­ies (and why should I when they’re not paying?). Instead, went to Oxford with my ex Jocelyn (who’s now...

Things I forgot to mention about Prague

* I saw a really funky Syn­agogue and it just happened to be Rosh Hashana. Happy new year, Mum. * I met a Scouser sculptor type in the hostel. Turned out to be a pagan, so I told him about my equi­nox exploits, in exchange for which,...

Mmm…food

People, includ­ing myself, gen­er­ally com­plain about the food in Eng­land. I have dis­covered the solu­tion. When eating out, insist that sluis takes you to good Thai res­tu­ar­ants with Cheap Eats stick­ers and eat all other meals at pollyanna_n’s. The red...

England

I still hate London. Tired but con­tent at pollyanna_n’s house after a superb dinner, nice wine and yummy homemade apple crumble. I’m up way later than I need be because I star­ted read­ing all the LJ posts I’d missed out on while I waited for my...