I'm doing 9 things
A bit premature
1 year ago
since all the contents are in piles in other rooms, but nearly all the decoration is done and the furniture’s ordered.
Sumit's Life List
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1. investigate my legal options
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2. Finish my website
2 entries . 6 cheers841 people -
3. Write more
3 cheers3,040 people -
4. I want to leave a mix cd/tape on a bench
3 cheers66 people -
5. carry a pack of post it notes in my purse, so i can leave random comments everywhere i go
1 entry . 2 cheers41 people -
6. Run a 5k in less than 30 minutes
1 entry . 3 cheers83 people -
7. Share my 'music knowledge' with other 'music geeks' as myself
1 entry . 8 cheers103 people -
8. be happy again after being widowed, my heart is so broken
2 entries . 22 cheers2 people -
9. ride across Mongolia
2 team members . 7 cheers4 people
Recent entries
sweet or treat
1 year ago
... and beside them, the Sweet and the Treat, the authors of an eponymous grooming algorithm. The principle was simple: should a woman dress like a sweet or a treat? A sweet enticed the beholder to delve for the goodies within; a treat laid those goodies bare. Wedding dress? Not for nothing were they slated as meringues. Sweet. Little black dress? Little left to the imagination. Treat. Bikinis, ballgowns, A-lines and V-necks: all could be neatly pigeonholed – or at least shoehorned – into Sweets or Treats.
That insight would not by itself have amounted to much; but the Sweet and the Treat had successfully parlayed it into a minor media empire by adding the dimension of time to that of choice. Millions of women had been persuaded: the key to heteronormative happiness lay in selecting the correct mode for the correct occasion. First date? Sweet. Third date? Treat. Now they were pushing at a bold new frontier: The Sweet had been working for two years on an equally pithy summation of mens’ clothing choices.
Thus far, however, the breakthrough insight had proven elusive, and the strain pulled at her normally placidly doughy features. By contrast, The Treat, whose waspish dominatrix stylings gave the double act its straight man, seemed blithely carefree; or perhaps pinpricks of poison had frozen her sentiments as effectively as her forehead. She stared, with cool self-assurance, across the table at the figures of The Salt and The Tart …
day fourteen
1 year ago
Making pancakes. Took my jacket off in favour of an apron, but the tie stayed on.
