Makes Sense to Me!

Petra: has hips that work like Shakira's. And when she moves them and raises her arms and her entire face lifts in the enjoyment of the movment and the music I only get jealus. She is also Hungarian and still trying to get a fuller grasp of English. Knowing how hard it is sometimes to be in another country and trying to get along in a job I try to be extra patient with her, but I also enjoy listening to her because she has one word that she inserts into sentences when she's unsure of the right one: fucking. So the sentence "I'm so fucking...." could be interpreted a variety of ways, according to her tone of voice and body language. Said slowly and with eyes closed and head shaking downwards means "I'm really tired." Said raising both fists to the air and emphasising the fuck part of fucking means "I'm incredibly pissed off right now!" Said with eyebrows knitted to together and dragging out the sooooo means "This is confusing me." I gain loads of entertainment just hearing her speak and translating this one versatile sentence.

Something Interesting to See When Walking to Work: A bike locked to a lampost but missing wheels, seat and one pedal. I imagine that someone has left it there for safekeeping and another minion keeps taking bits and pieces of it, soon leaving just a lock on an empty red and rusty frame.


Something Wonderful to See When Walking to Work: A million cheddar-and-ash colored chimneys over brown and black bricks algow from a burning orange sun just peeking over the castle. Everything is highlighted further by a slight fog just barely covering the sea in the distance, and if it were clearer I don't think I could appreciate the colors more. I just want to breathe the same air that floats over houses curved in the winding ways of old streets and look over cobbled pathways now strewn with double-decker buses and let the burning orange of the sunset seep so far into me that I glow.