June 26th, 2008

breaking bad

Unrelated thoughts

I started reading All the Pretty Horses by Cormac McCarthy last night. Two lost boys were running away across the prairie. It was so depressing. But last night I dreamed I was there in the prairie, like them, it was extremely vivid and the thought came to me in my dream 'I am so happy'. How can a miserable story turn into a happy dream?

I am getting used to spotting people from my f-list writing letters to the Guardian. Saw you today unnamed person!

My work has become insanely busy, and I am seeing a lot of people say the same on my f-list. I wonder what's going on?

The water in Northampton and environs has gone poisonous with some micro-organism. Some people in my office are affected, and some on my f-list. This doesn't seem good.

Russia vs Spain in ten minutes. The football yesterday was really exciting. H wants me to go to a music evening with him but I want to stay at home and watch the football.