Today I haven't worn any makeup and have written up to the conclusion part of my essay. Despite the essay progress happening within the last hour (11pm-midnight) and the rest of my time spent staring at my work, running away from it to watch Scrubs, eat Quavers, check for mail and play the ukulele, I'd say I've had a pretty successful day. Haven't been outside, mind you.
I'm reading a great book at the moment called City of Thieves by David Benioff. This one here:
What I've noticed about the author is that, not only does he write well, he has got facial hair DOWN. He has perfected even the NOTION.
More importantly, *ahem*, is the extraordinary detail in his writing and the strange way he has persuaded me to like Kolya, one of the main characters. The daredevil one, of course. I always feel a bit weird when I like book characters...I know I'm not alone being character-liking in the book universe - it's similar with film characters I guess (COUGH-LOKI-COUGH) although with films you have people to look at with your eyeholes so that adds another element. A visual elemento. It's so cool how minds work 'cos ten people will read one book and each imagine the characters with completely different appearances. MINDS, people, MINDS. ARH.
I promise to stop with the capital letter emphasis since as I'm typing I can see way too much of it already. Maybe we should all create Next-Day Resolutions within our New Year Resolutions to help us actually achieve them - mine today is to stop using capitals. Dear all readers who are still successfully winning at their health and fitness regime on Day 7 of 2015, congratulaaaaaaaaaations and something-aaaaaaaaaaaaations la la la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaa. If I had a gym near me/owned a car, I'd be right there with ya but sadly I don't and quite honestly I'd rather continue in my Scrubs marathon and occasionally attack the pot of Nutella with a spoon.
So this was a tiny burst of my brain and now I'm going to get on with reading the aforementioned novel. It's set in Russia by the way and just incase you haven't got the message you should give it a bit of a read. Chapter Twenty! You know you've made progress when you get to Chapter Twenty. Unless it's a textbook from uni and then you might just be lost and/or massively deluded.
Rhiannon x
Image here-oh-woah-oh
I'm reading a great book at the moment called City of Thieves by David Benioff. This one here:
What I've noticed about the author is that, not only does he write well, he has got facial hair DOWN. He has perfected even the NOTION.
More importantly, *ahem*, is the extraordinary detail in his writing and the strange way he has persuaded me to like Kolya, one of the main characters. The daredevil one, of course. I always feel a bit weird when I like book characters...I know I'm not alone being character-liking in the book universe - it's similar with film characters I guess (COUGH-LOKI-COUGH) although with films you have people to look at with your eyeholes so that adds another element. A visual elemento. It's so cool how minds work 'cos ten people will read one book and each imagine the characters with completely different appearances. MINDS, people, MINDS. ARH.
I promise to stop with the capital letter emphasis since as I'm typing I can see way too much of it already. Maybe we should all create Next-Day Resolutions within our New Year Resolutions to help us actually achieve them - mine today is to stop using capitals. Dear all readers who are still successfully winning at their health and fitness regime on Day 7 of 2015, congratulaaaaaaaaaations and something-aaaaaaaaaaaaations la la la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaa. If I had a gym near me/owned a car, I'd be right there with ya but sadly I don't and quite honestly I'd rather continue in my Scrubs marathon and occasionally attack the pot of Nutella with a spoon.
So this was a tiny burst of my brain and now I'm going to get on with reading the aforementioned novel. It's set in Russia by the way and just incase you haven't got the message you should give it a bit of a read. Chapter Twenty! You know you've made progress when you get to Chapter Twenty. Unless it's a textbook from uni and then you might just be lost and/or massively deluded.
Rhiannon x
Image here-oh-woah-oh
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