This Crazy Life

Tomorrow it's London time with Frida who is flying in from Sweden.

Currently, I am essay-writing with tea and Kirsty at hand. It's getting late.
"Tea is really good it doesn't make you feel evil like coffee" sincerely and factually.

"I'm getting the eggy burp that I get when I don't sleep" in a 'I need your affection'-voice.

You really need to hear her talk, her confusing tone of voice.

Been to the Enterprise Gym Annual Award Dinner, amazing food!

Got a blue certificate for the highest level of participation and our team won the title Champion Team of the Year! Jamie, then Dan and myself stood for the evening's entertainment

Dan and Jamie, two odd musicians in a business crowd at the reception:

Lots of clapping after each accreditation on stage.

Quite a crowd of well dressed people, bring out your table manners!

I was really enjoying the food, it was visually and audibly apparent

Cheese, pesto, tomato and vinegar heaven

Pheasant with barley risotto!

Pistachio icecream! with a brownie and raspberry sauce!

Farewell thee shadow in the night!

An Edinburgh Weekend

Warpaint- Undertow

Before heading off on this wondrous adventure, we dined with Melody at Parlour, offering one of the best lunches in Dundee

Melody is sophisticated eating scones, drinking organic cranberry fizz.

Then we got ready at Iain's with some wine and eyeliner

We headed out with places to go to,

the locales lived up to their expectations:

Under the Stairs

Our first stop. Cozy basement restaurant/ bar, warm atmosphere, living room feeling. Had some really easy going chat with Iain's ace friends. I discovered they were a lot of fun and personality!

Voodoo Rooms

A bar I really pushed for (well, I planned our path solidly before heading), was as good as it had seen, but better and smaller. Full of people, specialist liquors and superior cocktails. Silver Ghost and Hendricks & Tonic, this is what I delightfully devoured.

Sneaky Pete's

The teensy famous club, great authentic 'hip artsy music venue'-feel. Great music to dance to!

Although I think they played Apple Bottom Jeans once.

Note: as Paul pointed out, why is he singing about the same girl wearing different shoes? (boots with the fur/ Reeboks with the straps)

Cabaret Voltaire

We were all merry at this point, entering Speakeasy, 50's 60's night where they drew a heart on our hands and called it a stamp. They didn't play Apple Bottom Jeans, but Stella and Shaun got low low low anyway. Post-modern interpretation of 60's moves.

Sunday was more relaxed, less all out:

Negociants

We went to this cozy bar/restaurant by the meadows for brunch.

Lively, warm atmosphere, Chesterfeild armchairs to sit back in as we squashed our mountains of food and coffee on the petite tables. The garlic chicken penne soaked up yesterday's sins.

After the food we strolled the town, cruised through shops

before getting ready for Sunday dinner.

Cute local spots in Bruntsfield I wished I'd have tapped:

Café Citron

Spektakulär (Spectacular)

Healthy Scandinavian-style dinner in Kahl's Scandinavian minimalist apartment! We loved it, felt just like home!

After a lovely cozy dinner (we provided dessert Scandivian style - melted raspberries on ice cream) we rushed off to a Ghost tour around the Royal Mile.

Ghost Tour

We met by the merkant at 9 and found out about Edinburgh's dark past - it wasn't a scary tour, but rather informative and interesting. Got access to rooms in the built in tunnel. Rats and traps and wet drops from the ceiling on your head.

Hanover 99

We were knackered after our crazy weekend so chilled out here for some drinks and cards.

Another beautiful bar, all the regulars are hipsters dancing around to the awesome Brooklyn music they play on Sundays (Notorious B.I.G.). Most things they wear are from Urban Outfitters.

Monday was a beautiful day, it was time for Stella and Johanna to go back to Sweden, but before the airport, we hit a bakesale at ECA first. We need to teach Iain's friend how to make semlor...

Gastronomy and Psychedelia

This evening Annuka and I had a splendid meal a Parlour, where everything is made fresh from scratch. Fabulous. Spinach lasagne with butternut squash, garlic bread and various salads was what I devoured, along with a lemon drizzle cupcake. I don't like being at home because when I am all I mostly eat is simple sandwiches, and evading the daily routine, there is no better form of escapism than wonderful food. Alcohol makes boring things fun, and I'm starting to depreciate this distortion.

So it was all water and spinning around with a discoball attached to a cable at this night's DUBS with a Psychedelic theme. I was attempting Jefferson Airplane tones throughout.

At Parlour, Annuka and her pesto tomato soup:

Disco magic at band society

Delayed crunchy psychedelic vocals through the amp:

I brought my tambourine and hurt my wrist, but I wasn't topless like the chick in Dandy Warhols!

Night night 9am class in the morning

I am a Golden Child

Today's torso & thighs - necklace, New Look. Space "pants," H&M.

I was a little scared this past week, skiing in kneedeep snow with ski bindings set for a 60 kilo person.

I come home, my mom tells me that the weighing scale's gone bonkers.

I had lovely dinner with lovely dad and brother in town today. Whilst I was at it, I bought myself a pair of golden dark bronze pants and a blue pleather & psuede miniskirt; I think you'll like it.

Will be on display later, maybe tomorrow or the day after.

Now I am passing time freestyling on the grand piano - I've missed that big black thing.

Soon fun times are to be had with Regina, my green NYC babe! First steam of the year? Wait and see.

blä

Lizzie's T from Carnaby Street, Primark necklace, MJ watch, AA skirt.

I feel sick. Now I'm off to Ketchup, having dinner with the girls. Then we're moving on to Social, hopefully I'll be presentable enough to hand in my CV.