Sunday, July 24, 2005

I feel guilty about this blog

so much has happened in my life since I started it which I haven't written about. Long dark nights and days of the soul... excruciating lonliness from someone previously very proud of her ability to be solitary.

Now weird stuff happening. People appearing into my life and doing things saying things which make me feel paranoid. A closeness and connection to the London Bombings which is disturbing - through 2 degrees of separation I 'know' 2 victims. My best friend B was involved in evacuating a tube train carriage the day of the second bombings. I watched the news saw a plain clothes policewoman appeal for witnesses and realised I'd done a course with her 2/3 years ago.

weird weird weird

Saturday, July 23, 2005


attractive

Tuesday, July 19, 2005


london train

Monday, July 04, 2005

the ruckus continues

life is as quiet as a grave in Leith but just phoned my friend S who is watching a mini riot at the MacDonald's off Princes St. He says its seems to be more Neds v Polis than Polis V Anarchists. Anyway dogs baton charges I could all hear via mobile phone. S reports about 1000 locals/tourists watching the debacle.

oh and starbucks on Princes St had horseshite thrown over it.

Blogging as it happens.