these prunes are made for dancin

i havnt written on here for a while but thankfully my brain hasnt gone capput. seriously it hasnt.

ive been appreciating reading 'the letters of abelaird and heloise', learning about the chinese cultural revolution, the relationship between the population explosion in europe in the 19th century and the industrial revoloution and the emergence of religious orders in the twelfth century.

i also ate more cheese, sausages and porridge than i have done previously.

sausages. not only pleasing to eat but to roar. might call my son that.

oh and im pregnant. babies due in a few months. well, i havnt actually conceived it yet or found a partner but give me due time. bout a decade perhaps...?

a girl keeps on looking at me and i know its because shes thinking and im in her vision but i cant stop returning the favour. its terrible but ive developed a habit of staring, i just get curious and can feel somoene's eyes on my skin instantly. i can't help but return the favour. im nice like that.

theres a guy who irritatingly loud. whats worse is he has a distinguishable voice and it slices through the silence of the room like a hippopotomous on thin ice. hes left now. that really hurt my head.