Sunday 24th January
People Get Ready
The Impressions
1965
Another gem discovered on WFMU that I was disgracefully unaware of, specifically via Bill Kelly's Teenage Wasteland.
Sunday evening and i'm onto the last glass of (quite frankly lovely) Viognier left in the bottle and I am feeling a little sad but mellow. I made lemon muffins that were clunky (but I ate them anyways!) and a sort-of Japanese noodle broth with miso, chicken, bok choi and wakame. I did a fair bit of washing up and added quite a bit more to the pile and I read pages and pages about bento - Japanese lunches - with regards ingredients, preparation, accessories- all for nought of course as I am in no way organised enough in the morning to do any sort of cooking however quick. It's just interesting.
I would have a nice hot shower to top off the warm and fuzzyness however I seem to be temporarily without hot water. Fingers crossed it's back in an hour or so... For the first time in what is honestly years i've been reading an actual fiction book over the last couple of weeks- re-reading The Berlin Noir trilogy by Philip Kerr; I like the hard-boiled speech and the setting, especially as I can imagine the places i've visited in Berlin myself. It's dirty and exciting and rather interesting, given that the book i'm reading at the mo is set as the National Socialists are coming to power. I will have to schedule a viewing of Cabaret.
Thank fuck it's payday at the end of the week; on Saturday it's TNA at Wembley Arena WOO! Unfortunately the tickets have not arrived yet; months and months back MW#1 bought a pair for us to go, but given the current situation I thought it wasn't the best idea to go together. Caversham Princess has dropped into the jumpseat for an evening of sweaty manliness, but i've a feeling that the powers that be i.e. the Royal Mail will prevent us from going, which will make me feel sad. I've been looking forward to it for months and although it makes me feel a bit glum that i'm not going with MW#1 I will feel very glum indeed if I don't get to go at all. Sigh.
