last year

radiohead showed me how to disapear completely... thank goodness i've not forgotten how as i would sort of like to do that again.

if you're looking for me, look behind a cloud just north of the river

but really:

i'm not here
this isn't happening

celeb bingo

continues... Borris Becker was having lunch at the oyster bar this afternoon. He looked me right in the eye and then smiled as I walked past. I've figured that he must have thought I was a waitress as I was dressed all in black! Ah well... no broom closet and illegitimate child on the menu for me today...

I'm convinced that I either suffer from a major vitamin deficiency, or I have mild narcolepsy... sleep is just so so taking over every day of my life! HELP!

I

spent some time this weekend with jo jo's family. We took the tube up to Brent Cross and trapsed around a shopping centre with her mum and dad and cousin that was in town visiting... Strangely I almost cried when I walked into the shopping centre... it was quite surreal. The reason being... I live in central London and never encounter large shopping centres... they are very typical of the way things are back home... I've been feeling a little homesick as of late and really wanting to go home for a visit so I guess this just compounded it... so I've not got any deep spiritual connection with large commercial spaces but I guess it's just an odd link to home...

We then left the shopping centre with the pregnant cousin the ex- but now current boyfriend (who's baby it was not that she is carrying), mum and dad... off to the garden pub near jo jo's house. It was such a lovely afternoon. Lots of kids running around the garden... the 2 pints of lager went straight to my head. Then we headed back to jo's house and lounged in the garden sipping white wine... I had forgotten how nice it was to be out of London for a change!

I think I might be going to Amsterdam next week for business and may try and swindle a weekend stay over... perhaps it's the mini break I've been needing... *schemes*

the end is nigh

well at least for this big project it is... I can't wait for things to slow back down again... it's nice to reach a goal.

The weekend is looking like it's going to be great... heading to Canterbury for a little chilling and mostly having fun... I shall write some tales upon my return. *smirk*

I've been eyeing this lovely jumper in this shop near work... I'm so tempted to buy it... I'm going at lunch to visit it... I know I know I'm in South Ken... it's gonna cost a bundle but hey... if I can't afford it, I can always just visit it in the window everyday until the shop assistants get fed up of seeing me drool down the shop window... then just maybe they'll give me one to make me go away?

A girl can dream can't she?

Task number two for the day... take boss to Jimmy Choo shop to check out the sale... lord knows I could never afford anything but she can... *shopping by proxy* always a viable option non?

sweet

sweet sweet karma baby... what goes around comes around...

last night...

I dreampt of the
metro in lyon. It was a strange dream that involved a bit of anxietry, frustration, failing memory and flashed of all things that were part of my life when I lived in Lyon... including this mad Irish pub near the large shopping centre (which doesn't exist in real life). I wonder what on earth this dream means and where it came from?

I enjoy work so much more when it's busy like this... make you mind sharp... it's when all the political bs starts getting in the way that it all goes pear-shaped.

I was really hoping to fly home in Sept. for a holiday but the flights are inordinately expensive... will save my pennies for xmas... maybe go to France instead perhaps that's maybe what my dream was telling me!?

today is just mental busy here at work

had a fun chat with the lovely Tiago this morning ... i'm all hopped up on a mocha frappachino from Starbucks... I'm so buzzing!

Looks like it's going to be a late one... I'm supposed to go help sally with some canvases in her studio tongiht... doestn' look like I'll make it.

KJ and mum jet off to San Fran today to sail with Auntie Jean. I wish I was going with them as I adore sailing... I should have been born with money let me tell you! I would do it proud.

How brilliant is the new radiohead album? very let me tell you!

now i'm

miffed... no tumbling classes for 6 weeks! that sucks... my neck... damn it! I'll wait two and then go... I want to play!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The heat continues to oppress ol' London town... this is supposed to be the last scorcher for a while so thank goodness...sleep at night was beginning to be a huge challenge... and that's bad as I am the QUEEN of sleeping!

My morning commute has be confirmed at a solid 30 mins (if I leave at 8h15) sweet. Much better than the hour and fifteen that I was pushing prior to my move. Sweet sweet clerkenwell.

Dan and Sal are off to Vietnam on Sunday. How exciting for them... I know nothing of that country other than the imagery I've seen from the war... very green... Can't wait to hear of their adventures!

The party on Friday was great fun but was unbearably hot in our flat... met our new neighbour from upstairs who just bought the penthouse... never in my days have I seen such a nice flat! 270 degree view of London from a massive massive balcony... sweet woman too... she owns a flower shop of all things... perhaps I can learn something from her and one day own my own flower shop in some hot country. She must be doing something right if she's got a 600, 000£ flat!

Saturday in Brighton was good fun, it was a lovely chill day... much better than London pride... and it was free! I'm a big gayed out right now... but it was fun!

Back to the salt mines I suppose... we're approaching our infamous deadline... bring it on. quickly, please?

note to self

starting out a friday morning with a 7h15 physio apt. is not at all a nice thing to do. All I can say is ouch!

our flat warming party is this evening and should be fun but sweaty (dont' get the wrong idea...) I simply mean that it's so warm here in London right now. Miss Dearbhla will be away in Belfast but it will be nice to see some friendly faces!

Work is still on lock down which sucks... I don't know if they could possibly be crueler... it's August for goodness sake... the month were everyone takes time off!

Off to Brighton on Sat. if the trains allow... should be the 'hottest day of the year' they say... I say- bring it on!

i wish

i had an excuse... so many people have taken the summer off from blogging... curse them! However over the past few days I've been so swamped that I've not had a second to write anything down.... Alas I am no better than them!


time should fly when you're busy at work... but when you loathe what you're doing it doesn't help much... fleeting moments are spent by me day dreaming up a job that pays the same but doesn't require me to do what I do here... something that I love to do would be ideal... at this point I know if Mark is reading this he'll be sighing saying something like *hello, sarah... get your BBC production ideas together and start pitching*

maybe i'll just do that!

reducing the space and time between wanting and doing...

It's kind of funny sometimes, as I keeps stats on my blog... I can see who drops by and visists even if they don't leave comments... it's even funnier when people tell you that they've not read your blog in months and you can see right there in black and white that they have :) makes me chuckle...

We're having our big flat warming party this weekend. Should be a hoot... If I've forgotten to invite you and you're in town let me know.

Circus school again tonight... going to brave the hard class again tonight... I'm stoked... weather I'll be able walk tomorrow is another question entirely!

Celebrity Bingo

continues... I walked right by her outside my office at lunch today...

but she had been tangoed*

*tango- referring to the orange soft drink that they sell here in the UK... coined by Luke, referring to someone with an overly orange tan

I am in love!

with my tumbling class... i went to the level lower last night and it was too easy but was nevertheless fun! It's amazing how tricks just start coming back! It's like riding a bicycle. I had such and incredible buzz when I finished the class... not so handy when the class finishes at 10pm but hey... no complaints here

I think the nice weather just may return to o'l London town... They're calling for a warm sunny weekend and a promising next few weeks *fingers and toes crossed* I guess it will be a small consolation of sorts as I'm not able to go on holiday with my seestor and my mother to San Fran to go sailing on my auntie's boat :( It's so cruel that my work has us on lock down... my heart is broken into a million pieces...

I think this exploding dog cartoon found by my boss yesterday (and subsequently used on the front page of one of her briefs...) is kind of how I feel about not being able to go to san fran...

This

is my favorite new website... mUncH a S Lut at YOMiko.com. ... .. You must play the amputee fridge magnet game! Brilliance thy name is yomiko!

The weekend was fab. Very busy but fun!

The wine show in Olympia on Friday night was a good laugh. Made it home in about an hour on a random bus that I caught... Was very strange as I NEVER ever venture about west London... it's kind of like visiting a different city. When I got home I collected Jojo, Sally and Tim and headed to the flat... We stopped in at our downstairs neighbours party... it's always interesting to see what other people's places look like especially when you've both got the same flat!

Saturday morning showed some promise of sunshine... after an immense amount of faffing by someone that will remain nameless... we finally headed towards Hyde Park. Within 30 minutes of mincing in the champagne area we were 40£ lighter and one bottle of champers heavier... then the heavens opened. It wasn't too bad as there were many dance tents and they were quite large. We all laughed and danced and had lots of fun. We were all heading back home by 8h30 which was fine by me as I was exhausted!

Sunday morning I headed down to Brighton accompanied by miss wood. Met up with my sister and my cousins. Had a nice lunch and was generally windswept in a most proper manner... it was madness! The wind off the sea was almost enough to blow you off your feet.

I'm really hoping my friend Karm lands that job he went for a Microsoft yesterday... and also hoping that Sean lands that job at the home office that he applied for! How cool would that be? Oh yea, very!


KJ is back in the UK on Friday but only for 18... however as we're all on lockdown here at work, it doesn't look like I'll be able to see her... very sad really, as this is most likely her second but final trip to London this year...


I missed circus school yesterday as the class I wanted was at 18h15! dang! I think I might brave the advanced one again tonight .
Did I mention all the fabulous pressies my seestor and my mum sent for me? I think I'm the luckiest Jarrett in the world!

There are lots of pictures... email me or leave me a comment if you want to see :)

letter to the landlord from the flat part 1

Dear Mr Sha

It's been nearly one full week since we last chatted. The new tenants have moved in. Goodness do they ever have a lot of stuff! But you would be most proud as they've carefully placed pieces of felt on the bottoms of their potentially damaging furniture so as to protect my delicate wooden floors.

I watched the blond one read instructions on how to use the dishwasher... good thing she did or else she wouldn't have known to add salt to the first wash. Then I saw the brown haired one consult the washing machine instructions so as to know where to put the fabric softener.... You would be so proud of them!

I've got a sneaking feeling that they're planning on wall mounting this beautiful painting brought over by one of their friends... as the one girl with the longer hair was running a stud detector along the wall... then I noticed her re-charging a drill! I'm quite frightened as I've not had anything like this done to my walls before!

I hear you are planning to visit me on Sunday as you forgot to give the ladies a key to one of the bedroom windows. I can't wait to see you again and show you all the neat things they've done to me!

Yours truly,

the flat apt. 307

ps. the girls were speaking of how you call each of them individually at work on Tuesday to make sure that I was okay. You're so sweet, always worrying about me!

I've been

home being mostly sick.. I just can't shake this cold... so I've resolved to just let it win, and agree to be sick forever more...

I have however had the chance to unpack my room and fit everything in!

I must say that our new bathtub is heaven.

This weekend is jam packed... wine festival friday. Pride Saturday... Brighton to meet up with seestor on Sunday...

once upon a time

I had this lust thing with this bloke... yea yea it was a bloke... he was young... it was one weekend it was a blast... nothing that I wanted as it was terribly impossible due to a millions of reasons... just a few minutes ago I got this message from him out of the blue... god it was hilarious... I don't' think I could have any less interest in the fragmented conversation with him if I tried... god, I really am as old as I am supposed to be. I've really got to thank him though as I was terribly close to losing consciousness at my desk and his messenger woke me up! Guess there is always a good side to things like this... back to my big gay world now...

the move went well... was very tiring but it's done and that's what matters. Now it's time to unpack and compact life into a much smaller flat.

henceforth I will begin to feature a special segment that I will call 'letters from the flat to Mr Sha' it will be a journal-esq collection of thoughts and messages from our new flat to it's owner... who seems to have a very vivid passion for his flat... Just to give an example, he insisted (and then with great glee) spent 2h on Saturday morning flipping through the owners manual and page by page reading out it's entire contents! It made us all lose the will to live! So as an ode to the landlord/owner (complimented by his phone call to all three of us this morning to make sure the move went well and that we've set up all our bills) I'm going to commence a series of letters on behalf of the flat so that they can keep in touch throughout the tenancy. Oh how sweet they will be. Stay tuned!

Kaffin arrives this Sunday! I'm meeting her in Brighton. Friday night is the wine festival with work peeps and Saturday is pride...but not sure yet if i'm even going to go as there don't seem to be many tickets left and I seem to be living very far from where one can procure them... and I'll be damned if I'm paying lastminute.com's outrageous 3£ postage plus 4£ admin fee!

So I guess I'll be sitting at home then!

bizarre quirks

everyone's got'em the strange thing is that a lot of them are totally unconscious to the beholder. I've mad a list of a few of mine... feel free to add to the list

-writing in all lower case with very little regard (if any) to punctuation along with a terribly embarrassing inability to spell

-the inability to close twist lids firmly (this involves anything from toothpaste to bottle tops) Christie flagged me on this one when we were living on Lewis st.

-the need to walk on the same side of the road of my destination

-the lack of self restraint to not be able to open a weekly TV listing and not read every single east enders update

-how I stroke my throat and collar bone with my right hand when I'm nervous

Tonight i'm heading to some promotional/launch night with my friend Hon and his brother at Pop in Soho... all I know is that it involves free beer and polish vodka... perhaps that will kick my cold once and for all?

Now all I need is a plan that will get me from half ten to 18h with the least amount of pain and the most amount of productivity...

i'm mostly...

liking my entry for today's oneword.: "Go west on the road that veers to the clouds... where the sky dips down and you can taste heaven perfectly... ask Tori, she knows all too well."

j'ai mal à la gorge!

c'est impossible car c'est l'été... je ne veux pas être malade :(

the weather has been fantastic but alas I'm locked in the office... I can imagine that the heat will definitely stay until we move next Monday... I excel at consistently moving on the hottest day of the year... some would call it a gift... others would call me an unlucky mare.

Poor Neil, our designer got knocked off his motorbike on the way home last night... dislocated shoulder and suspected broken arm. It's so yucky. I hope he's okay... I've never been a big fan of motorcycles stemming from my father's accident... It's not the bikes that are the problems it's the motorists who consistently don't pay attention and run them down.

Spooks was great last night.... I really enjoy that program!

best feign working for a while as I was suuuuuuuper late this morning...