nail varnish...

...doesn't go away overnight

sat on the loo just now with the music from our young neighbours drifting in through the window, (that wierd almost prince-like song don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?) and i look at my feet...

and that dark red nail varnish is still there,

it was a continuation of the high healed shoe thing, we played on saturday night @ nippy's party & r9 (nippy's partner, who's shoes they are) gave me a brief pedicure before we played, including the colour.

and it felt a little odd, @ the party two weeks ago i was in my own basement and it was the moment, it was funny, maybe it should be left there? still in two minds about it all, but i love how my feet look in the shoes with the nail varnish...

slept through josiah & grace banging on my door yesteray afternoon after the revelry of saturday night, annoying but funny, i haven't seen grace for too long now, josiah had been out @ the party, she picked up grace near my house so they weren't too far out of their way... shame though,

tomorrow i'm heading over to H's new flat - fantastic cello playing H, way too long since we played together, and today i'm going to record a small version of the piece i'm working on, to give to D whose flying to barcelona tomorrow, who will give it to my catalan E, who i still think of as mine bizaarely, funny how having no future together doesn't seem to register sometimes...

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