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shooting from the window of your room
to be a spot against the sky's colossal gloom
and land deflated in some neighbor's state that's strewn with 99 others( . )
January 2012
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Nov. 28th, 2021
shooting from the window of your room
to be a spot against the sky's colossal gloom
and land deflated in some neighbor's state that's strewn with 99 others( . )
Jan. 6th, 2012
004. 6 January 1981
Should have known it was an idiotic idea to extend my stay here through the new year.
Happy 1981. Who doesn't love looking out their window to find some sort of disaster seems to have befallen the city? I hope that this isn't indicative of the way the rest of this year will be going. If so, I may opt to not leave my room until 1982 rolls in.
That said, I'm afraid my understanding of djinn is woefully limited. I'm weighing the wisdom of venturing out to try and learn something firsthand.
How dangerous would such a decision actually be?
Happy 1981. Who doesn't love looking out their window to find some sort of disaster seems to have befallen the city? I hope that this isn't indicative of the way the rest of this year will be going. If so, I may opt to not leave my room until 1982 rolls in.
That said, I'm afraid my understanding of djinn is woefully limited. I'm weighing the wisdom of venturing out to try and learn something firsthand.
How dangerous would such a decision actually be?
Dec. 25th, 2011
003. 25 December 1980
Believe it or not (hint: you ought to believe this!), I managed to forget my own blasted birthday. I'm pinning it to being away from home and far to busy to remember to even eat half the time. And really, what does a birthday matter much if you're far from the people who would ordinarily want to celebrate anyway? I think I stopped really caring after I turned fourteen.
Luckily, Mum never forgets anything. Or at least any excuse to spoil me. The poor owls looked like they were about to give up on living altogether, the parcel was so large. That said, I'm confident that this was the best part.
Luckily, Mum never forgets anything. Or at least any excuse to spoil me. The poor owls looked like they were about to give up on living altogether, the parcel was so large. That said, I'm confident that this was the best part.
A huge box full of clothing and jewelry I won't likely use much, and certainly not here? Well, all right. A huge box full of macarons? May have been preferable.
Happy Christmas! Unfortunately, I will not be spending it with Gregory (the camel I photographed last), but I will be spending it gorging myself on sugary things and punch.
What are you all doing?
Happy Christmas! Unfortunately, I will not be spending it with Gregory (the camel I photographed last), but I will be spending it gorging myself on sugary things and punch.
What are you all doing?
Dec. 14th, 2011
002. 14 December 1980
There seems to be some concerns about the approaching holiday. Namely, it's time to seek out obligatory presents, so that we can all remind those close to us that we do in fact care. Because surely, if I forgot to lavish people with material goods on a pre-designated day, it would mean I no longer cared about them. And when I think about it like that, how could I not be overwhelmed with a feeling of generosity and well-being?
If I had it my way, I'd be spending Christmas Eve with this beautiful boy, possibly with a bottle of good wine and some fresh quills.
If I had it my way, I'd be spending Christmas Eve with this beautiful boy, possibly with a bottle of good wine and some fresh quills.
Off to work, now. I'm hoping to avoid a second encounter with that Australian alchemist who seemed a bit too interested in accompanying me back to my hotel room to have a look at my collection of lenses. Why do I get the feeling that he wasn't taking very seriously the fact that I'm here to work with the press?
Dec. 9th, 2011
001. 9 December 1980 // 6:38 AM
I can't sleep. And judging by what I'm seeing, I'm not the only one. Apparently there's been some upsetting news, so I'm just going to ask:
Who the hell is John Lennon?
I wish I had a scone right now. Or a piece of toast, with butter. I would say that this could all be fixed by hotel kitchens being open twenty-four hours a day for the sake of those of us who keep odd hours and have healthy appetites. Although I suppose it would also help if I weren't complete bollocks at cooking.
My bag of film became alarmingly light this evening. I think a shopping trip is in order; it's so nice when one's employer picks up the expenses.
Who the hell is John Lennon?
I wish I had a scone right now. Or a piece of toast, with butter. I would say that this could all be fixed by hotel kitchens being open twenty-four hours a day for the sake of those of us who keep odd hours and have healthy appetites. Although I suppose it would also help if I weren't complete bollocks at cooking.
My bag of film became alarmingly light this evening. I think a shopping trip is in order; it's so nice when one's employer picks up the expenses.
Oh yes - there's a chocolate bar on my end table!