lingerie.

spent 2 days up in york with jm and had a generally relaxing time. air was fresher, temperatures about the same as london, nice to get away from the fast-paced city lifestyle for a (short) while

nothing to much to prose about, apart from the happy fact that i have at last verified my bra size (a squeamish fact, perhaps, but it's an important one). yes, before yesterday i hadn't actually ever gotten round to knowing for sure what my bra size is. but i did have a rough idea so at the m&s lingerie section i experimented a bit and finally verified how large (or small, for that matter) they are

right, that's enough about that subject

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i'm feeling pretty tired nowadays. there's pressure from many quarters, i'm not helping myself by procrastinating nor implicating myself in more pressurising situations, what's happened to all the dreams all the goals all the want?

and yet it some ways i'm happier than i've ever been

what i'd like to know (as a scientific fact) is, does crying make you go blind?