Single again, but with fabulous hair

So, as you may have gathered from the previous post, I was heading towards a decision to break up with my boyfriend. So I am single again now, because, as we know, it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that zing. As it turned out, I got my hair done the same weekend, so after the initial upset, I feel, and look fabulous.

Went to a halloween party last night - went for the low-key fancy dress option - a bad fairy. I probably ended up looking more like a good fairy, but who cares? I had on lots of temporary glitter tattoos - butterflies, sparkly stars and the like - man, I am having fun trying to get those off today. You scrub at them, and they seem to be coming off, but then you realise you are just pushing the glitter around your body - simply increasing the surface area coverage of the sparkly stuff. I did have plans to go swimming later today, but am worried about transferring all this glitter to the other swimmers (and at the same time, thinking, hey, so everyone's a bit sparkly, nothing wrong with that).


Am loving the extra hour today - am still in bed, in jim jams, listening to radio, and don't as yet feel like a lazy slattern, as instead of being midday, it is only 11ish, which is quite respectable for a Sunday, really. More bulletins to follow as events warrant.

She tells her love

She tells her love while half asleep,

In the dark hours,

With half-words whispered low:

As Earth stirs in her winter sleep

And puts out grass and flowers

Despite the snow,

Despite the falling snow.

Robert Graves.

One of my favourite poems.  I saw it on one of the 'Poems on the Underground' posters, and it got me thinking about love.  It got me thinking about my current relationship, and about whether it is right.  My instincts are telling me something, and to be brutally honest, if I have learnt anything in my life it's that my instincts always turn out to be right.  Which is depressing, in this case.  But maybe I'm wrong?  I feel tired, I suppose.