weequizzie

Another day, another cup of tea and a bacon sandwich. This Bank Holiday weekend is full of hope and back pain. Leftfield and Aphex Twin. Packing and boxes. And my iPhone is arriving on Monday – am too excited. I’m excited because I haven’t had one yet and because now I can start to impress upon Maffews the amount of iPhone pain I’ve put up with over the years. I’m pretty sure I’m going to turn inward, but also out – hipstamatic uploads, tweeting non-fucking-stop, Spotify music in my earholes, watching stuff on the bus on the way to work, checking out what the world is up to. I really hate it but I’ve got to put one in my pocket soon, or else I’ll fall off the world and it’s Apple turning ways.

Here’s to a three day weekend (I doubt there’ll be the sunshine Etienne De Crecy hoped for) complete with boxes and beer.

Got involved in some Diana action a while back and this is the fruit of my loom. Think it was in Bath at Easter and it was hot. Hot hot. We ate mussels with amazing bread and then we went and had a BBQ with amazing sausages. Merguez.

Wine gets drunk with flowers and sky, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.

Terrible Two, originally uploaded by weequizzie*.

Andy and I not being particularly terrible.

Going to try and get a few decent shots today using the Silver Shade film but it’s so unpredictable that it makes me have a minor panic attack every time I take a shot. I’ll cross my fingers when I push the button…

where I got a bit drunk and didn’t take very many photos. DUMB.

So, that’s it. Took some shots on the LCA but, like, about two. I was not thinking about the photos. My excuse? Erm, wine, beef carpaccio and being too busy laughing my ass off.

。, originally uploaded by n.m * *.

Yes ,etc. etc. is how life is flowing these days. Flow, mow, bow, show… We are all little fish in a big bath.

Off to a wedding tomorrow, complete with open-top bus journey and beef carpaccio. Now I just need to decide whether to wear a flowery dress, or a navy wrap dress, or a tie dye affair. Decisions, decisions.

Just 2.5 more hours until this long weekend begins to unfurl. Bring it.

Yesterday was my birthday and it was probably one of the best days ever. My mum rolled up in her Alexander Wang and Current/Elliott combo making me amaze at how amazing she is. We drank some vino in the Cork and Bottle before hitting up J Sheekey to eat sea bass, many amazing grilled fish, cheese and drink just enough Gewurztraminer and sherry. AMAZING. The place is classy, the service impeccable and the salt shakers are heavy. We loved it. I got spoiled with too many unexpected gifts and I got to wear my favourite shoes.

Some birthday stuff I got:

Polaroid Impossible Project film.

Kate Kanzier shoes and bag.

The Vamoose necklace.

Chloé Eau de Parfum.

Tonight we’re off to see ‘Inception’ at the IMAX, eat Chinese and chat shit. Can’t wait for Janey Mac day tomorrow with food at Gilgamesh.

I wonder if they do Slush Puppies at the IMAX. Here’s hoping…

My birthday is coming. That’s a Jay-Z lyric just because I feel like it.

We’re going to hang out and play with plastic cameras today, eat meat at Le Comptoir Gascon, walk around Laaaaandan town and drink wine. And I’m thinking I’d like a dirty martini. I’ve also got Monday off work – how freaking exciting. Seriously, it’s the small things. So, Monday is perfect hanging with Janey Mac time and getting a hairchop at Hob.

Oh beautiful birthday weekend, here you are with arms open and lips pursed and I’m almost ready to embrace you. Almost.

I hope everyone in the world has a great weekend. And you know what you should do? Donate. NOW.

A cat. I’m not sure where this image came from but I know it was a good blog, a very good blog but I read so many good blogs that I forget.

Last night I dreamt I was drinking a massive Starbucks Caramel Macchiato, walking around houses with huge garages which hid huge lorries full of something but I don’t know what, then I was on a train near the coast and all the time it was raining and then I was in bed and Andy was eating cold noodles. And I dreamt The Vamoose opened her new shop and it was all too beautiful.

Morning! Now, off to make potato bread, dropped scones and other things with flour and whatever is in the fridge. We are poor until next week so the frugal life is upon us – we are holding its hand and smiling but underneath it all wishing we could buy a Chinese takeaway.

Some Viktor & Rolf Resort 2011 to help make it through the weekend:

, originally uploaded by julie-dee.

We found a new flat, it was the third one we saw, the same as last time. It’s bang next to where we thought we wanted to live, at the end of the road where our favourite pub sits and where we’ll be playing 7″ singles, drinking Leffe and eating pizza made by Poles. High up, near good coffee, and possibly bad Chinese. It has funny wallpaper that I like and my lover does not. It has built-in storage for dresses and shoes and full length mirrors. A place for bikes and a view. Only a short walk for watermelon juice. My bus stops at the bottom of the road. Football in a pub close by with sparkly wine and Guinness. Feels right and there are no cunts in sight.

Today brings baking potato bread, pavlova and cooking roasted squash with sausages. It’s not been a bad weekend, and now there’s wine.