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Tuesday, 24 February 2004 07:32 pmAssorted weird stuff.
My Japanese teacher's dress sense. How weird? Lovely woman, but bizarre clothing choices. Yesterday, for example: pillar-box red chunky woolly roll-neck top, underneath pale rainbow-mix knitted floppy-neckline jumper with yellow and gold large sequins on the front, teamed with a mid-calf length very light brown/grey tweedy pleated skirt, navy blue opaque tights, and neat beige laced shoes in a nearly-trainer style.
The temperature of my office. I spent this morning in the nice toasty-warm area of my desk, and this afternoon sorting out the filing in the Arctic temperatures of the Black Hole Cupboard where the other filing cabinet is. Temperature change *bad*.
The wonderfulness of my lunch. Boiled cold new potatoes, organic mayonnaise, spring onion, celery, tuna fish and black pepper. Fantastic. Want more.
The COMPANY magazine DID NOT have 15 sizzling sex tips in! It had a totally different article about strange sex locations instead! I was really annoyed. This afternoon I bought a magazine simply because I had to have a copy of an ad they were running. Seriously. The staffroom copy of February ELLE had a Moschino ad that made me drool (demure 50s-style girls with hats made of tape measures and sewing sundries) and I bought the March issue on my way home just because I was sure they'd have it - it does, with an extra double-spread ad with similar styles. It is making me want to create things. Trouble is, I'd look *really* stupid like that - I don't have the height and flawless skin you need to carry off something that unusual.
I need to go and make food. I am Hungry.
My Japanese teacher's dress sense. How weird? Lovely woman, but bizarre clothing choices. Yesterday, for example: pillar-box red chunky woolly roll-neck top, underneath pale rainbow-mix knitted floppy-neckline jumper with yellow and gold large sequins on the front, teamed with a mid-calf length very light brown/grey tweedy pleated skirt, navy blue opaque tights, and neat beige laced shoes in a nearly-trainer style.
The temperature of my office. I spent this morning in the nice toasty-warm area of my desk, and this afternoon sorting out the filing in the Arctic temperatures of the Black Hole Cupboard where the other filing cabinet is. Temperature change *bad*.
The wonderfulness of my lunch. Boiled cold new potatoes, organic mayonnaise, spring onion, celery, tuna fish and black pepper. Fantastic. Want more.
The COMPANY magazine DID NOT have 15 sizzling sex tips in! It had a totally different article about strange sex locations instead! I was really annoyed. This afternoon I bought a magazine simply because I had to have a copy of an ad they were running. Seriously. The staffroom copy of February ELLE had a Moschino ad that made me drool (demure 50s-style girls with hats made of tape measures and sewing sundries) and I bought the March issue on my way home just because I was sure they'd have it - it does, with an extra double-spread ad with similar styles. It is making me want to create things. Trouble is, I'd look *really* stupid like that - I don't have the height and flawless skin you need to carry off something that unusual.
I need to go and make food. I am Hungry.
