Daily Archives: February 8, 2010

My room. Small, simple; a reflection of myself, perhaps? Extremely untidy, but i prefer the term “lived in.” Somewhere amidst the clutter there is a mirror, a desk, a double bed and many duvets to compensate for a lack of … Continue reading →

Lecture? Lecture? What Lecture? Were going home nobody thinks about that when were going home, apart from maybe where the next effing and blinding 23 is going to come, its cold you know! The long winding road of Morningside always … Continue reading →

The sunlight shining on the streets towards the Castle across the rooftops, Lothian Road and the West End dotted with early morning weary work goers, still tired from the work the day before. Lupe Pintos, it attracts passersby in the … Continue reading →

The view from the window is pretty mundane, ordinary, and peaceful.  A quiet street, typical suburbia with bungalows and neatly manicured lawns. Apart from the odd dog walker you could stare out for hours and nothing out of the ordinary … Continue reading →

It’s new, fresh, modern, overall feminine.  Everything has a place, clean and tidy although your eyes are drawn to the dressing table where it can really only be described as an Aladdin’s Cave or Magpie’s nest, nice smell’s and sparkly … Continue reading →