A low-key week here, as we recover from our various ailments and make incremental improvements to the new flat. Bill was round a few times to do various odd jobs beyond the skillset of us layabout millennial snowflakes (laying tiles, hanging guitars on the wall, sewing on buttons, etc), and on Saturday we had our début dinner party, with Giorgio, Beth and Carla coming round for mounds of sweet 'n sour chicken (we really need to learn a new dish) and gossip about their big fat Greek wedding in June. No futurist leitmotifs or multisensory overloads, but baby steps and all that...
I bring you fresh beats! And a phrase of the day that means "I won't let it lie", which you can practice saying in a defiant manner in the mirror, should the mood take you. I also recommend the short stories of David Sedaris, which are funny... but also make you think.
Skype soon!
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