Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維 (webcowgirl) wrote,
Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維
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This was not the weekend I was looking for

Good news: my check for something like £1000 ($2100) finally cleared. That was the money I was planning on living on for the last seven weeks (and the next one) and I am extremely grateful, though aggravated, about getting it at this late date.

The rain was too much for me to deal with and I did not go to the cider festival today. My mood was not good and I didn't want to do anything, not even really get out of bed. However, I did manage to make it to the Oxfam on Streatham High Road where they have electronics and furniture, and saw some cool things I would have liked to have bought if I was living in a world where driving to a shop wasn't a twice a year luxury. Instead I picked up some books; Proust's Remembrance of Things Past (blame Allison Bechdel, if I admit I won't be able to read it it means admitting I've hit middle age) and The Inferno. My mood didn't pick up and I felt tired and exhausted and rained on and the idea of going to a movie wasn't nearly as attractive as just sitting on wechsler's couch and watching Spirited Away and drinking hot tea and trying to get my head together.

So that's what I did. Behold, I moved across the world so I could sit on a couch and watch movies in the middle of the day on a weekend. Oh well. Back to Putney now for dinner and an early night. I'm still wiped out and I'd like to shake this cold for once and for all, and I need to catalogue my new book purchases.
Tags: books, proust, remembrance of things past, swann's way
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