a picture of a picture

i couldn't help myself last night - i *had* to have wafers in bed. the word popped into my head, and i should've suspected that it was already defined :)

i woke up at 6am, angry with myself for doing so, and it took me at least half an hour before i felt like i could get back to sleep. i was wrong, but i did read a bit of the annoted alice and i suppose that i rested physically, which is something. i had murcof - the versailles sessions playing in the background, and i've decided that it's not my cup of tea. nice, but not enough beat for my taste in relaxation.

around 9 or 10am i took my netbook for a walk to cafesito, and got to work transferring from my blog until i was interrupted by my old neighbour. we had a long, interesting chat until urchin arrived for breakfast, and after that she took me on a roundabout mission for film because she wanted to photograph me and my diary - which is here.

so now, after much walking and moaning and shopping and talking crud, we're sitting at cafeneto - or at least, *i'm* sitting and typing this as she photographs me. it's a nice friday, but i'm thinking of spending the rest of it doing not much at all.