Welcome to the future.

The future that is TwentyTen.

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Obstacles of being. Part two.

The trouble with having long hair is that it gets caught on things. Shoe boxes are notorious for trying to eat hair. It isn't a good idea to try to clean glass, as the cloth may become your hair and you find yourself smelling like eau de glass-cleaner. Today these two points became apparent to me, neither were very enjoyable.

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What a nice selection of plants you have.

I have purchased some of the ingredients for my terrarium. Anticipation is building.

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Every time that we meet I skip a heartbeat.

I do love, she does heartbreak

I did love 'till she broke my heart.

-Scouting For Girls, Heartbeat.

It is a shame that she is wearing unsatisfactory shoes because his boat shoes bring glory.

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TwentyTen, a year of glory.

Twenty Ten's arrival has been an anticipated event for some years now. It sounds futuristic, which is cool, (maybe I will dress like I'm from the future for the duration, though that would not comply with my want to dress like Nancy Drew). In Twenty Ten I would like to learn to skate, I would like to grow a terrarium in the bell-jars I obtained from the science lab, I would like to watch all of the Kenneth Branagh Shakespeare films, I would like to be successful in my endeavors and kind to the people around me.

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There's no place like home.

I absolutely love this Vogue 2005 photo shoot by Annie Leibovitz. The story is a classic of which I am very fond.

(They even managed to incorporate Chuck Close, quite innovative.)

Love is with the ponies.

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Logic.

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Marry me Grinchy.

I shall marry the Grinch, for he is really cool and generally a nice Who. Plus I aspire to be Cindy-lou Who.

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Party time.

I would like to play a piano-accordion.

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The fact of the matter is. Part eight.

It is dangerous to stand in small boats.

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Hello squire.

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Glorious Mr Grint.

It has been quite sometime since I have posted about Rupert Grint, for the fear of seeming obsessive, which is quite possible. Hitherto he is glorious.

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Leisure.

A Sunday afternoon spent in literary classics. An afternoon spent well.

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Air-ballooning.

I stumbled upon this beautiful drawing this very afternoon and had to share.

To investigate further into Jim Datz's illustrations, mouse here.

Steak.

There is a word for words like these. I can not recall what it is.

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Contemplative.

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Wise words from my beloved.

I do not believe someone can be entirely wise. I think every one can show glimpses of wisdom, though some individuals are just entirely silly. Lella & Zee say that I 'can be very wise at times, but rarely'. I revel in my brief moments of wisdom. Today however I wish to share with you the wisdom of Lella, a week or so ago she said to me "Never turn your back on the sea!". The intensity that accompanied Lella's wise words was astounding. I shall and I recommend that you also remember this piece of wisdom for it may be very useful.

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Logic.

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The boy across the river.

There's a house across the river
but alas i cannot swim
And a garden of such beauty
that the flowers seem to grin
Theres a house across the river
but alas i cannot swim
I'll live my life regretting that i never jumped in!

There's a boy across the river
with short black curly hair
He wants to be my lover
and i want to be his peer
There's a boy across the river
but alas i cannot swim
And i never will get to put my arms around him

There's a life across the river
that was ment for me
instead i live my life in constant misery
Theres a life across the river
but i do not see
why i should please those who will never be pleased

-Laura Marling, Alas I Cannot Swim.

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You make me feel like dancing.

... But only if you are wearing a cardigan.

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I keep a lock on my heart.

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Oh love of mine.

I'll be eighty-seven; you'll be eighty-nine
I'll still look at you like the stars that shine
In the sky, oh my my my...

-Taylor Swift, Mary's Song (Oh my my my)

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A higher education.

Photographed by Ruven Afanador for Elle Italia.

The night watch.

Photographed by Miles Aldridge for Vogue Italia.

Success is glory.

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Power is everything.

If only.

Today I wish I was a Ballerina.

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Taylor Swift.

...is Glorious.

Vogue Images.

A cautionary tale.

I very much like this shoot by Arthur Elgort for Vogue UK.

Feeling jolly.

Isn't Christmas just the jolliest season of all!

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Flying objects.

I don't like birds very much. Flying objects make me nervous.

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Half of my heart.

oh half of my heart's got a grip on the situation
half of my heart takes time
half of my heart's got a right mind to tell you
that I can't keep loving you
oh, with half of my heart
with half of my heart

-'Half of My Heart', John Mayer.

Quite possibly my favourite song of the year.

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Yellow.

Yellow is a strange colour, it can be completely repulsive or, well the opposite. I like this yellow.

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Whelmed.

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Sweaters once more.

Sweaters are delightful.

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Dreaming.

Today like most other days I am dreaming of my future garden. A garden of 'forget-me-nots' and 'lambs ears' with Melvin Frankfurt Snr grazing on the green grass and easy-listening tunes filling the atmosphere with joy. I can not wait.

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