this is gonna be a super brief scribble, i have a lunch date with carla in brick lane in less than an hour and i haven't even gotten ready yet. AHH!

been staying at v1's place, it's alot nicer than her previous refugee-camp of an apartment. since she's been away for work in turkey, i have the whole room to myself - not that that's any consolation because every single square inch of space was covered in a patchwork of clothes when i took my first step in. i felt like i was back in mandi's room again haha. (shhh don't tell mandi)

note: i apologise for the random spaces in between, my sister's flatmate's mac doesn't seem to have a functioning delete/backspace key.

it's been interesting. grocery shopping at the co-op nearby, cooking risotto whilst listening to aretha franklin and foo fighters (weird mix huh), taking long walks to the park and settling down with a book (in the past 2 days i've finished reading 'oranges are not the only fruit' and 'the curious incident of the dog at night time'. next up, murakami?) while the wind blows up my skirt, or snuggling in a cosy corner of the house with a mug of hot chocolate. hmmm.. i like.
everytime i'm alone in the house, my mind goes into overdrive. i keep wondering what it would be like if mandili were here, and we shared a lovely little place like this; how we would decorate it, what kind of fri/sat-night routine we would have.. etc
dinner with alex last night was fantastic; indian food @ imli and crepes in soho (everytime i walked past crepeaffaire, i expressed my desire to try it out now i finally have and it was just as yummy as i imagined), drinks off carnaby street @ C'est ici.

and now, i better scoot off to make myself presentable for lunch with little miss malta :)

be back soon, i hope.

xoxo