Thoughts during a sunday evening with Come Dine with Me and tea.
and lovely company of course.
A Lot has happened since last time.. but I don't know if it is necessary to bring all of it up in a neat order, frankly I am happy. That's the jizz of it. I am very very happy! :)
Whilst watching a food program (as always) I have picked out a food recipie for tomorrow (and by the look of things the rest of the week) : Beef Ragu. My mouth is already watering... especially after the ready soup and toast that I had today.
AND the main attraction of the night is my eager beaver excitement for Edinburgh next weekend!! friday-sunday with my dear lovely (and slightly insane) academic mama :D after a very mellow intersemester and not really any massive raving since.. erhm before christmas really, it is time to go a bit crazy and party in the capital!
Time to Indulge
Gonna get ready now for a day filled with an awaited massage and then meeting up a friend for coffee.
good day? I'd say so.
we don't ask for much...
Kickstarts
so another evening in the library. But I enjoy it.. I'm not gonna lie. I've had Made In Chelsea on in the background (listening to it through the headphones that is... still a topfloor 'loser').
and I have ones again reclamied my love for Edvard Munch. Well... Symbolism I guess. But mostly Munch. And also for Fancisco Goya. They are just so.... dark. and pshycological. It simply gives me goose bumps. Genuily - an exam question that would allow me to use goya's "saturn devouring his children" and munch's.. well all of them really... "evening at Karl Johan street", "The Scream" (ofc), "Vampire"... "the lonely ones" you know what. I'd take anything! that would allow me to talk about them.
So! mr Examiners. You would make this Art History student a very happy camper if you'd have a question of how the notion of anxiety and insanity was included in art during the 19th century.
Well... have a bit more to do before bedtime over here. A wee bit of research about Van Gogh then I shall consider myself done and ready for bed -tomorrow I'm not taking any chances! Lib at 8:30... am that is.
So time to crank up the volume -in my headphones- and stay awake and learn about our fabulous, and just slightly insane Mr Van Gogh.
the old man inside of me.
Sitting in our warm living room (yea got the heating finally fixed... turns out that the actual thermostat on the boiler wasn't properly turned on.. facepalm. No smart remarks from family members)
any way: sitting in our warm living room. just had a nice cup of tea... reading about art history and listening to my new Buddy Holly record. aha. life's more then good.
Gonna put on my new Bob Dylan one after... "times are a'changing". I love my records.
Records are like that one person that you fancy just that wee bit extra, that person that makes your heart o the little extra jump of excitement. And records smell nicer then CD's... and they have more presonality then downloaded stuff (legal or illegal).
A night in Edinburgh
It is really such a beautiful city. At the moment sitting in an attic trying to start revision.. going great of course. Am now completely up to date with Made in Chelsea (I need a set of friends who like this show... soooo much to talk about! Spencer, caggi, hugo... aha!)
oh yea anyway. What we can conclude is that my revision is going as good as always: non existing. Damn. NO! I've made a promise to myself to at least go through 2 lectures tonight.. and I will stay up as long as it will require. Don't really have an early morning anyways tomorrow.. just need to move my firm-ish bum a bit further north.
