Resurrection

The problem with being in the shell is that you’re safe, but it’s bloody boring!

So after not showing up at B’s Saturday night party, and brushing off the boyz who wanted to come over and watch a film today, I think it’s time to face the world again.
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Had a great time with my six year old niece, A, yesterday evening. She was ‘teaching’ me how to draw. I had to copy her drawings. She is amazingly good – I was really impressed with the detail she put in. “Okay, now I have to draw the small house.” “That’s not a house, that’s the dog’s kennel outside the house!” One of the trees she had drawn had lots of fruit and then something that looked like a kite. I asked her if it was a kite that had got in the branches and she said no, it’s a diamond and if you get it you can go to the next level! I think this kid has been playing too many computer games!
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Went to Dilli Haat this evening. The wonderful Weaves thingy that everyone’s been raving about. It was bloody boring. Just tons of sarees – I really do not understand about sarees and cannot go gaga over metres of fabric. Did buy the great dried cherry apple from the Nagaland place, and a great little notebook from the Navdanya stall. It’s quite crazy, has Kali on the cover, cheap gota as a border, a gold thread holding it together, and then inside this really good quality handmade paper. I’m very pleased with it – it’s just so odd!
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Got a long mail from X explaining his pov. Was valid of course, but I still can’t understand how he could just block me out without even giving me a chance to explain my side of it. I don’t think I deserved that. No matter how upset he was, he owed me that much.