Friday, June 04, 2004

Stingers, ice cream and noodles.

1. The smell of stinging nettles.

2. Ice cream and chocolate sauce.

3. Waking up ravenous at midnight and lying there thinking I had no food in the house; then I remembered a packet of noodles in the back of the cupboard. So I cooked and ate them. It was one of those moments that make me glad to be single.

Straight back in, persimmons and squabble.

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