You know those inexplicable days where you feel utterly bulletproof in your good mood, where the entire city feels totally at your service, you feel awe-inspiringly sexy and everything you attempt turns out more-or-less awesome?

That's been me for the past three days.

I fucking love it. And it keeps getting better.


LIST OF THINGS DONE IN THIS TIME:

Long, deliciously rambling discussions covering military ranking, Nazi uniforms, The Best Movies of All Time, Frank Sinatra, Gospel music and the fall of the Roman Empire.

Perfecting the most brilliant timesaver for fur sewing.

Learning, by mimicry, how to play a section from Sonata In E Flat Hob. XVI 49 Adagio E Cantabile by Joseph Haydn, on the piano. Note: I cannot read sheet music, nor have I ever been taught to play the piano.

Buying bountiful supplies.

Seeing three seperate movies at two cinemas.

Buying myself a pair of black leather pants and a near-perfect WW2 German Elite M32 Officer jacket replica.

Planning out a beautifully appropriate haircut for Springtime and new jacket, mainly for lulz and aesthetics.

Organising laminating, lanyards and shipping for assorted things, thinking up bonus items for patient customers.

Losing 5 kilos by accident, purely by errand-running in the Victoria Markets.

Watching the magnificent "Waltz With Bashir".

Downloading another season of "Are You Afraid Of The Dark?"

Nearly completing my entire Blackadder collection.

Sketching out genius ideas in spare time.

Beating the sewing machine into submission.


Look upon ye and despair. Bosoms or begone with thee.